The Way
c Judith Froemming 2012
"A note on the wind,
calls feet to the dance.
Whimsy in the clouds,
tells the heart to take a chance.
A smile from a daisy,
lights the way with Love.
A drop of evening rain,
lifts eyes to see above.
A crescent moon on black,
shows the spirit how to grow.
A leaf floating downstream,
calls the mind to let go."
c Judith Froemming 2012
"A note on the wind,
calls feet to the dance.
Whimsy in the clouds,
tells the heart to take a chance.
A smile from a daisy,
lights the way with Love.
A drop of evening rain,
lifts eyes to see above.
A crescent moon on black,
shows the spirit how to grow.
A leaf floating downstream,
calls the mind to let go."
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