Night, Wind and Son 09/09/2015 by adeeyoyo 3 Comments Post No. 871 . Night, Wind and Son . I wake in the night To the moon and stars Shining ever so bright Embellishing the skies . The wind whispers His name Rustling through the trees Who are you, I ask I am He, it replies . The Son, heaven’s crown Blesses all He shines upon Bringing life-giving rain Relief from heat and pain , ©Denise G Allen, 09 September 2015 18:04 Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
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09/09/2015 at 10:11 pm
I love going out into the yard late at night when the vastness of the universe is laid out like that.
Filled with awe and wonder.
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09/09/2015 at 10:11 pm
A great time to talk to the creator of it all.
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10/09/2015 at 5:30 am
The night sky can seem so close one can almost touch the stars and it humbles us to realise how small we are in the big picture, yet He loves us!
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