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where the ANGELS have trod?

The trees in the fields, shining brown and golden green;

textures of shadows beneath them, the artist will redeem.

HIS music can be heard, from a house down in the field

the piano is playing softly now, listen closely as we yield.

The love for him reminds her, to keep her heart and  eyes on God;

imagine that to step and run, or to walk where the ANGELS HAVE TROD.

 

 

The flowers ever so blooming,  as they rise to HIS command;

vibrant and full of life they seem, though bent from darkness they strongly still can stand.

The birds are singing in harmony, as the sky has shown its face;

HEAVENS beauty is displayed on a picture, with music of HIS amazing GRACE.

The day began so quietly, as the rain showed its blissful glow; 

for the season of fall has come, with HEAVENS colors on OUR pallet below.

HIS voice spoke “be-still”, as the winds carried the leaves to the ground,

the river with its current, slowly moving yet no sound?

oh, to walk where the ANGELS  have trod….

  

                                           

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One comment on “where the ANGELS have trod?

  1. Hey Sis,

    Really enjoy the poems you write. Keep them coming. You have such a wonderful insight on things. I am truly blessed to have a sister who loves the Lord as much as you do and is not afraid to share with others. I do hope this next trip you take will be an inspiration for you as well. I love you Densie. We will pray for your safe travel.

    We love you……………………………

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