9/25/2016 0 Comments QuietnessThe quiet porch is where I write about writing
It is where the dust settles Where the mystic things come to live I can hear the bees and The wind flying In circles Motioning for me to Dance with them I rise Ready to be Lost in the quietness of the swaying And I wonder Oh I wonder If God dances too By Rachel
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