skipping rocks in heaven's rippling brook

January 29, 2006

skipping rocks this morning
breathing in deeply the hope that surrounds
smiling at a new friend
dancing with joy in the love that abounds
fragrant aroma of wildflowers
drinking the smell, as tasty as it sounds
beauteous sweetness of heaven
divine ripples, jubilant spirit knows no bounds

Type: Poetry

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