The Joyful Wanderer
I must go into the woods, where the gentle sounds of nature sing to me. They sing of the Creator's delightful work and breath of a peaceful meeting.
Tell me of the vibrant gold. The dazzleing array
of colorful bold. Shimmering, dancing in the sunlight's fold.
consider the ravens
"Consider the ravens, for they neither sow [seed] nor reap [the crop]; they have no storehouse or barn,
and yet God feeds them. How much more valuable are you than the birds!" Luke 12:24 AMP
Sound of Wind
"The wind blows where it wishes and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it is coming from
and where it is going; so it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.” John 3:8