The Wind Knows

Margaret V.Doran

What is it that the wind knows
whispering and sighing through the trees?
What is it that my heart longs to hear
just beyond the periphery of my understanding?
I will listen more intently
with my soul I will listen
so that I might know his message.



Be still . . . and know that I am God

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Updated March 15, 2005
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