Silent Breeze

When I say my prayers, I go down on my knees.
And all I feel in my heart is a silent breeze.
The breeze of comfort, the breeze of love –
That only I can feel from God above.
He helps me to see all the beauty around me,
To smell the roses and feel the noises from the
silent breeze.

Oh, how I am grateful, that I can be faithful to my God and to forever.
Silent Breeze.

Frances Buratovich
July 31, 1998