Prayer
A Poem by MCS
Nature is not a place to visit, it is home.
Prayer
In nature’s church
Tall trees, blue skies
© 2022 MCS
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the trees are the statues...the birds are the choir...
I hear the rustling of the leaves like a Priest's vestments...
This says a lot to me, MCS.
j.
Posted 1 Year Ago
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I've always believed He hears us, wherever we are. We don't need to kneel in a church to be heard. The open sky is His altar.
What a thrill it is, seeing you post again, Mary!
Posted 1 Year Ago
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A very meaningful piece of brevity. Much truth lies in these words. I am a dedicated advocate for the natural environment. Nicely composed.
Chris
Posted 1 Year Ago
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1 Year Ago
Thank you, Chris
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3 Reviews
Added on July 9, 2022
Last Updated on July 9, 2022
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MCSToronto, (GTA), Canada
About
For me writing, painting and photography are the best ways to talk without ever being interrupted.
Poetry: the best words in the best order
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