A Soft Breeze
I thought I was dreaming...
God came to me, and spoke; He whispered in my ear,
"Hush be still." Then a silence came over me.
This has to be a dream...this is not real....
I saw Him everywhere; in the trees, in the sky, in the beautiful winter's day...
I heard Him in the crunchy, dry grass, in the pine needles as they tinkled...
I was touched by God,
I felt the gentleness of a soft breeze, which touched my face...
The breeze so close I could taste it...magical.
No, this was no dream,
It was too powerful.
I knew God was here; my heart pounding I could feel His love;
I had been lifted up...filled up.
Look around you God IS here.
God came to me, and spoke; He whispered in my ear,
"Hush be still." Then a silence came over me.
This has to be a dream...this is not real....
I saw Him everywhere; in the trees, in the sky, in the beautiful winter's day...
I heard Him in the crunchy, dry grass, in the pine needles as they tinkled...
I was touched by God,
I felt the gentleness of a soft breeze, which touched my face...
The breeze so close I could taste it...magical.
No, this was no dream,
It was too powerful.
I knew God was here; my heart pounding I could feel His love;
I had been lifted up...filled up.
Look around you God IS here.
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