"if
it's meant to be, it will be"
she
looks out the window at the beauty beyond the glass
so
much to take in and to wonder what will last
the
rain will come, each drop a part of it's rhythmic song
the
leaf will fall, leaving its mother tree and her comforting throng
lightning
will strike, followed close by his rumbling brother
snow
will fall, leaving the most pure white cover
the
long fuzzy caterpillar will build his own cocoon
to
emerge light and breath-taking by Tuesday afternoon
as
she sees this all around her, she realizes how beautiful life is
every
flower and snowflake is a creation of His
sometimes
she feels lost, surrounded by so much noise
but
all she has to do is listen for His voice
just
as the lightning will strike and the rain will fall
if
she trusts in Him, everything will fit into place and she will have it all
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