cottonwood trees
glistened in the sun
and i was instantly
struck dumb
at the sight of them
* The golden glow of the cottonwood trees brought to mind an incident in the life of Moses. After living in the wilderness for forty years, he heard the voice of God through a burning bush. God doesn’t change, so thousands of years later, He still speaks through the things He has made. What deep comfort.
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