The still water flows with the mysterious wind.
The branches of the trees smoothly blow to the east side of the mountains.
Their shadows disappear in the hot spot of the mid-day
Supernaturally embellish nature that only above and beyond create.
The still water flows with the sentimental wind.
The angels’ songs are now written for lovers.
Harmonious silence, the wind carries their voices
Attentively, the water listens and echoes the sweet songs
And carries them far from the reach of robbers; stealing antique treasures.
The still water flows with the unswerving wind
Follows the dark cave where awaits its faith
Darkness blinds, ears attuned, searching for escape
The mystery wind blows giving away its stand
A dimmed light appears and offers unworthy freedom
The water cautiously embraces the melodious sound
Carries on and flows with the mysterious wind.
© 2012 N. Michel/Bellflower's Moment
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Passion, devotion
My Heart is missing
Love, compassion
My soul is longing
I am running to you
shower me with the breath of life
I am counting on you
save me from this dreaded path
Savior, my Lord
I long to serve you
Your words, I adore
I live to worship you
I am running to you
Cover me with your righteousness
I am counting on you
Teach me your holiness
I need you
I long for you
You remain the same
I worship your name
Copyright © 2012 N. Michel/Bellflower's Moment
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