Sunset on the Prairie

22 Sep


“When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.”

-Mahatma Gandhi

Fading light.  Whispering wind.  Absence of sound.

On the Great Prairie these reign.

As the Sun fades again.

My soul bleeds,

God whispers what I need.

Why does the wind blow so free?

Close your eyes

Let the wind guide

Steady and soothing

Warmed by the last rays

God Speaks

“Relax and trust me”


Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky;
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.

Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar, drawing nigh, falls the night.

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Posted by on September 22, 2016 in Uncategorized


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