It amazes me how a walk in the snow….can quiet our spirits,
encourage our hearts,
and bring clarity
to our minds.
Maybe God,
is in the silence.
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It was the same winter that courage from the sky was concealed, even sealed with a double layer of grey,
until blue finally broke through and I was convinced once again, of the power of my own breath, as evidence
so I raised one wing and then the other, until I was lifted
bowing my heart and my head to the One
who made everything, contained
under all the heavens.
Hawks breath always runs true.
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