Written on January 9, 2025
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Every thought grew quiet, As the flakes fell across the hills. The mountains seemed to promise – A winter wonderland was guessed. Every moment fell silent, As the wind blessed with prayers For those of us who rely on – The gentleness of God’s grace. Every joy spread stillness, As the white of winter smiled, Coloring the hills in sensations – Amazing, so we feel like a child. Every sound writes its story, As the music of hope confides, Whispering gentle details – About a peace that will ever survive. Every life feels the wonder, As the hills turn to soft white. This is winter’s sweet enjoyment – And its song, a shadow of faith. Every darkness turns hopeful, As the winter blesses her peaks. Rising beyond the silvery glory – Soundless images of God’s artwork. Every lesson brings a promise, As the night calls to the moon and stars, Leaving a promise of heavenly light – Pouring over the skies so beautiful. Every winter I feel His kiss, As the echo of twilight fades. And, forever, I’ll feel His love – Surrounding me as I praise!
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