Excellent God's mystical motion dancing through the trees. The Mystery of the Wind by John Cranford ABC Poetry Contest contest entry

From whence it comes, He only knows, God's breath upon the autumn leaves. How beautiful the music flows, In harmony within the trees. Then with a backward glance it flees. Recognized Author Notes "The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit." John 3:8.

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