Wash Over Me

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Wash Over Me

115 degrees. It's hot
You lay out just trying to catch a breeze
And slow but very deliberate the sun dips in the sky and the sun recluses and the night take over and without notice a cool and refreshing breezy washes over you and without hesitation from your lips fly the gratitude.
Thank God.
It is just a reminder of his presence and protections
Enjoy it and let is wash over you

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Kdaddy commented on Wash Over Me

09-13-2009

A beautiful reflection. I was there and felt it. Good job.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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