The wind subsides
near the end of this day.
Along the edge
of the woods,
trees settle;
their leaves whisper
good evening.
Tips of branches
bow, then rise;
bow in reverence,
rise in gratitude.
© 2016 Richard Havenga
Weaving words of grace and gratitude through the fabric of my photography, I wish to share the everyday miracles of God's creation. Writing with a blend of curiosity, discovery, and spirituality, I invite the reader-viewer along a trail of words and images; thoughtfully selected and graciously given.
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