God Loves Us All Poem by Tiffany Wales

I passed into a woodland dream -
an old realities reproach..
and all to ever be or seem
sings a painted lady's broach.
To in and out the forest green
and head above the mist
is all about the eyes had seen
and fingers checked on list..
I love to stand facing the wind -
it's God's touch on my face..
we sometimes worry we have sinned -
but truth says 'lived in Love's embrace'.
I fell under this waterfall
and rose a blessed saint.
The beauty is God loves us all
with rosen-cross'd taint..

by Author T.A Wales
15 October 2012

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