In the gentle whisper of a spring breeze
In the wet kiss of morning dew
In the brilliant colors of a sunset
fading into the shadows of night God speaks.
In the bold touch of the sun
In the intoxicant aroma of flowers
In the contagious giggles of a child
hard at play God speaks.
In the spirited song of a robin
In the caress of a mothers touch
In the soothing sound of waves
crashing on a moonlit beach God speaks.
In the crispness of a fall day
In the fullness of a harvest moon
In the wistful brush of a butterfly
dancing across bare flesh God speaks.
In the promise that new life brings
In the cold blanket of fallen snow
In the boisterous clap of thunder
as it applauds the coming storm God speaks.
In the freshness after a summer rain
In the taste of a mountain spring
In the stillness of a stellar sky
as stars race across its canvas God speaks.
In the beauty of a dawn
In the radiant hues of a rainbow
In the shapes that form
from every crevasse of creation God speaks.
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