Whispers

Matthew 6: 25-34
26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not
sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet
your heavenly Father feeds them. (NIV)


veld: wide open rural landscape
in southern Africa

Lord, I am starting
to see
Beginning to feel
Your presence
I hear Your soft call
in the whispers of wind
through the veld grass
I see Your gentle hands
in the tiny flowers
~ hidden gems in wild ground ~
in the wheeling mass of swallows
gathering to escape winter
I feel Your loving heart
touching me through loyal friends
warming my icy soul
disturbing the false comfort
seeing through the layers
I am so thirsty Lord
Fill my heart and my soul

© Heath Cassidy 2015

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