The Singing Winds


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There's music in the stillness of the hills,
The singing winds flow softly through the trees;
My listening soul responds with silent song,
A changing mood with every passing breeze.


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The whole great symphony of life is there,
The gentle lullaby, the song of love,
The fury of life's passions, grief and care,
The hymn of reverence to God above.


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The harmony of nature fills the air,
Revealed in bird and tree and bursting pod;
And listening, my singing heart responds
In joyous tune with life and love and God.

~ Helen Lowrie Marshall ~




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