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I AM

Date Written: October 1, 2017
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I AM the breeze that gently blows — to swell the sails of your boat.

I AM the wind that rises with dawn — to guide birds' flight o're land and shore.

I AM the hill whereon you climb– to safely reach your home.

I AM the wave in constand flow– in high tides and in low.

In leaps ,swift and gracioous– I AM the legs of the gazelle and fawn.

When, in the desert, fearful you roam– on My arms, I carry you on.

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