LETTERS TO DESTINY © 2012

Lord, in the morning, I feel the fresh breeze caressing my face,

As if it were Your gentle touch of love,

And the chirping of the birds, like a musical symphony,

Fills the air with the peace that only You can compose.

Each sound, each breath of wind,

Is a reminder of Your constant presence,

In the silence and simplicity of nature,

I see Your care, so sweet and comforting.

In this morning serenity,

I feel Your love in every detail,

And my soul is filled with gratitude,

For all that You offer me, without fail.

Lord, may this moment be eternal,

May the breeze and the birds always be Your sign,

That in each dawn,

You are present, in a celestial gesture.

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