Where My Soul Breathes Easy

Where the path grows green
with grass blowing in the breeze
 and glowing canopies of leaves
Where color drips from flower-faces
purple, white, orange, and blue
yellow, red--in every hue
Where birds serenade without a care
Where earth and herb scent the air
Where river's rushing hushes me
Where rain and sun-rays both fall free

That is where my soul breathes easy,
my heart unfurls
and I feel God's smile.

Hite Cove (4.25.11)

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