In the spaces between snowflakes, winter’s breath unfolded,
reminding us of prayers breathed,
from our wilder moments,
when we actually did
have some faith,
when snow covered mountains
held us,
and God spoke healing,
in the whispers
of the wind.
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God spoke healing… oh, Nico this is so beautiful. Blessings.
Thank you G for your great comments! Peace and wonderful blessings, and have a beautiful week.
Thank you, Nico. Have a beautiful week too.
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just wow!
Thank you Wendi! What a great comment! Peace and wonderful blessings to you and your family.
you are very welcome….your writing makes my soul smile. 🙂
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Nice. God has so many ways of manifestation.
Yes for sure! Thank you Sangita! Peace and wonderful blessings.
wonderful
Thank you Haroon! Peace and wonderful blessings to you.
Thanks for your kind words
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When the silence of the snow makes us hear God’s voice …
Yes, I love times like that. Also the beauty of meditation. Thank you, peace and be wonderfully blessed!
Oh, so do I. It slows everything down and totally keeps you in the moment. Thank oyu, and you too, dear friend.