Breeze on my Face

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    Breeze on my Face

     Near the Pacific i walk and breathe, ocean air blowing softly on my face..
    Natural air conditioning all for free, I feel it as i walk down the sand...
    Wondering how God gave us all this water & land...while noone holds my hand.
    The joy i feel comes from within, knowing someday i will walk with HIM.
    Nature abounds with beautiful sounds and sights, waves clapping on the sand, stars twinkling on Summer nights.  My senses are seeing, hearing and often smelling the Ocean and its hidden life...how did i land here?  While never wanting to go here, come here or live here, somehow i landed here & stayed here & love here...Who knew?  Not I...Gods plan surely do surprise, and now this crazy girl rarely wants to cry..

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    dragonfly1023 commented on Breeze on my Face

    07-25-2009

    I was fortunate to live on the shoreline also. The waves crashed against the seawall less than 6ft from the back porch and the gulls could be fed in flight from the upstairs windows. It was a magical three years and I truely connect with your thoughts in this lovely piece. There's nothing like the experience, enjoy it as long as you can :D
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