The Morning Dance

As I open the drapes and look out over the valley, I notice that life is gently swaying in the breeze.  What a beautiful puzzle...

The trees are dancing gently in
an able southern breeze...
life--the very sight of it--
seen all around with ease!
Such wind be coming from a place
so very few can know;
it entertains us for a moment,
then where does it go?

So God the Father fascinates us
once more with His ways.
As He does, it generates,
once more, that heart-felt praise.
He is worthy, don't you know,
of every adoration!
Bless Him with it and each day
can be a celebration!

Again an ancient puzzle: where is the wind?  I will not attempt to explain it...but I will glorify God for it! 
What a wonderful way to start the day.  The morning dance of creation in the sight of God...and the sight of this man.
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