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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 constant flow,

in high tide or in low.

In leaps, swift and graceful–

I AM the legs of the gazelle and fawn.

When, in the desert, fearful you roam,

In My arms, I carry you on.

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