DIFFERENT, AND SPRING
How differnet everything is.
When I look outside my window,
and see the flowing river
as it curves around its bend,
going under the bridges,
to the sea covered in green trees
with the flowering crab apples blooming.
How different everything is.
Everything seems right with the world,
even when you feel devastated.
The leafless trees and frozen river
now show life and in vibrant color.
Saying everything to me,
renewal and so much more...
(Like being reborn in Jesus)
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