Oh Great Love Of My Soul Poem by Juan Olivarez
Oh Great Love Of My Soul
I see her face in the clouds of the sky.
I hear her voice, in the whispers of the trees.
I feel her breath, brought on the wind,
I see her eyes every morning,
As the sun comes up.
I see her raven hair, blowing free,
In the north pasture.
Oh great love of my life,
Oh great love o my heart,
Oh great love of my soul,
Oh great gift from God.
2/3/11 Alton Texas
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