Seasons are like a musical score With Spring as opening cellos, Summer's a melody we cannot let go And November a splendid crescendo. Winter peals her silvery flute, Echoes of Christmas chimes, Lilting miracles taking root, All in three-quarter time. ------G. Hill
For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands. -----Isaiah 55:12
The Gift of Awe
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what a beautiful way to visualize the seasons – I have never thought of it this way!
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