I want to spend some time in your wind today

listening to the whispers floating above the trees

noticing breeze brushing over skin.

I want to spend some time in your wind today

breathing in the scent of dew dampened earth…and
watching

burnished bronzed leaves

flutter and sway

as they take their

final
graceful
bow

Fill me.
Wash over me.
Rain down.

Water makes a lasting impression. Just take a look at a shell, a rock in a river, the sand on the shores of the sea.

Beautifully etched, carved. Smooth and rippled.

Spiritual water — Living Water…

The essence of Life;

Heals, Restores
Fills, Flows

and carves and swirls and smooths

Leaving a lasting impression that remains

Beautiful
and even
more beautiful over time.

Fill me.
Wash over me.
Rain down on me.

I would like to see what the inside of your soul looks like.

Like the permanent watermarks
of the Grand Canyon
Your soul has the everlasting imprint of water

Fill me.
Wash over me.
Rain down.
Flood over me.

You might have uttered these words once, or you may pray them every day…

And though the human eye cannot see the watermarks on the inside,

Imprinted, You are.

Watermarked.

Whether etched like sand by the flow of the tide,
or carved like a canyon by years of flood…

I know
the inside of your soul

must be
exquisite