Taken with the breeze,
Sailing through foxtail seas,
Their golden brown heads wave free.
I smile and nod in return,
From those I can even learn,
Take the wind when it turns.
Instead of questioning,
Silently you'll hear them sing,
Not arguing or complaining.
Song rising to the Son,
I'll turn to praise not just some,
All the heavy winds that shall come.
Among the weeds, One rose,
Among the clouds, one Son.
Full Version: Foxtail Seas~~~
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| I smile and nod in return, From those I can even learn, Take the wind when it turns. |
Very nice Jay
~Greetings
Silke
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