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All Is Well
Posted by wfosterwelborn
This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
I hear You calling
From high mountains.
Among stately spruce trees,
I hear You whisper:
“Peace be still…always.
I walk before you.
Straight is the pathway.
All is well.”
In quiet places, I seek You
And carefully listen,
For in my mind I hear
Your voice softly speaking.
My refreshed spirit soars
Upward in exultation,
Unfolding in reverence,
Know and accepting.
Yes, Peace is Mine…
Your gift to all who
Seek to know You.
All is well. All is well.
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