The Word Of God And what of the word of God, she asked the man whose life had been infinitely spent in the wilderness, that which weve held as sacred throughout the ages? The word of God, replied that man, is the wind in the trees; the gurgling of water over stones strewn in the stream; the song of the swan, graceful as ever was grace; the reigning of rainbows, symphonies resonating inside the colours; the cooing of the dove; a couple in love; the scent of the rose; the nudge nature knows; the inherent wisdom assigned to the scions of silence... At this, she asked no more of he whose life had been infinitely spent in the wilderness and nothing more was said. And, soon thereafter, each was heading off into the sweet haven of a serenading hush. -Richard Doiron May 5, 2014
Posted on: Mon, 05 May 2014 10:45:43 +0000