It was only a small wind
rather gentle, like a breeze.
It blew a strand of hair across my forehead
and I knew that it was God.
I was awakened by a tiny gleam of light
it slipped through my curtain, onto my face.
It drew me to my feet and on to the window
Drawing back the curtains
dawn stepped softly into my room.
I knew that it was God.
In the middle of my loneliness
the phone rang.
A voice I knew so well, said,
“Hello, I love you.”
Love stirred in my soul
I knew that it was God.
Rain fell gently on the thirsty ground.
Slowly, carefully, steadily it came
to an earth parched with waiting.
Through those holy raindrops
I walked, unafraid — without an umbrella.
I knew that it was God.
It was only a little bitterness I thought
but it wouldn’t leave my…
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Sacred Touches 
Blessings to you, N. ❤
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Thank you and same to you. 🙂 ❤
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A wonderful fusion of image and words…
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I’m glad you thought so, Charlie. 🙂 ❤
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I love the pics you chose for this. All comes together in a lovely manner.
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Oh this wasn’t my post, V. I reblogged another person’s post and she chose the photos. But I agree, they were perfect together. Love, N 🙂 ❤
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