Leaves rustle
Sands swirl in the air
Sunlight moves from East
And Settles in the West
Light filters in motion through the wind
Evenings comes and behold a breeze
If only it could stay this way
Until the next stars sprinkles types of motion
In the air to make wind
A quarter moon in the sky
To show time is moving
2014 is flying by
To fast like the wind
God is good
To show how much joy it is to create
And see eternity in flow
Like the wind
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