Last Lifetimes
The wind tastes the marrow of my bones
Jehovah's movements become evident
Through the leaves of each tree I encounter
And moments can last lifetimes when I pause
To listen for the songs quietly sung
By the branches seeking to comfort my soul
What better Elysium can there be?
Lily Mae
None better and you penned it perfectly. This like the wind..softly caress's my heart and mind..x
None better and you penned it perfectly. This like the wind..softly caress's my heart and mind..x
Nate Flying Owl
Strongheart, I hate to get anal here, but it's Elysium, a synonym for Paradise. But still thank you very much for the comment. Thank you all.
Strongheart, I hate to get anal here, but it's Elysium, a synonym for Paradise. But still thank you very much for the comment. Thank you all.
heather wilkins
there can be no better than Jehovah's movements.
there can be no better than Jehovah's movements.
LightH2O
A very beautiful write.
A very beautiful write.
~Strongheart~
Simply beautiful from beginning to end . Indeed there is no better Asylum than to be as one with Jehovah and the comfort that brings
Simply beautiful from beginning to end . Indeed there is no better Asylum than to be as one with Jehovah and the comfort that brings
I love how you personify the wind in this finely crafted write Nate. How lovely to encounter God through Nature, to take time out from living life in a rush, to listen to the birds quietly singing on the branches of the tree, bringing comfort and consolation to their listener. Paradise on earth so eloquently expressed. I have enjoyed reading very much Nate. Thank you for sharing. Blessings always...... P.S./Love your Profile Pic of the Owl. He is beautiful! I visited a Wildlife Sanctuary recently and the beautiful Owls there had to be seen to be believed. Some were trained to do demonstrations and my friend and I truly enjoyed the experience of having seen how they catch their prey etc. Your Profile Pic brought the memories flooding back...........Thank you!