Greek Easter morning

‎Morning comes and I reflect myself with pen and ink aside a sprawling lawn green as the mointain pasture spead out infront of the bay window I look through Senses are large as I expand, to hear the water, the birds, the wind I speak inside in scripture and I know inetaly my fingers typing know only where my depths have traveled . Silence is my greatest teacher- Scripture is my foundation where I point thru And love It's presence, it's intention, it's abundance Is is love I say or is it god, who we can hold but in a breathe of praise and in a cry thru christs passion Amen Kmg2020