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Talking About Change
By Summer-Bryze

The season went and seasons came,
Sweet summers turned into sour falls,
In a matter of weeks in the September rain.
Days blur together,
Until they all start to feel the same.

Oh, what could we do?
There seems to be nothing new. . .
Oh, what if you were in my shoes?

The seasons went and seasons came,
Sour falls turned into bitter winters,
I start to feel a little crazy and a little insane.
How do you escape your head . . ?
This careless, thunderous mind I’ve got to tame.

Oh, what could I do?
The playlist is stuck on a loop,
Tell me what you’d do in my shoes.

The seasons went and seasons came,
Bitter winters turned into tart springs,
Everything the winter stole, spring reclaimed.
And thus begins the time for the  famous showers and lovely little flowers,
It seems every picture taken is miraculously, perfectly, and naturally framed.

Oh, what is there to do?
All the lovely caged birds have finally flown the coup,
It’s kind of nice to be in my shoes.

The seasons went and seasons came,
Tart springs turned into sweet summers,
Now it seems there is no one to blame.
I realize everything little thing will be okay,
After all, all I have to do is call out the Lord’s name.

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The Breeze
By Esmeralda Esther

The breeze moves around me,

whispering in my ear

like a mother calming her child with a lullaby.

It counteracts the heat of the sun with cooling fingers

It comforts me whispering:

it'll be okay,

you can worry about life later,

but for now just rest

until I fall asleep in its cooling embrace.

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Why am I holding my breath?

I need to take the plunge,

Trust in God,

Who let the air fill my lungs.

What am I running from?

What am I running from?

What am I running from?

Have no need to fear,

No reason to shut my eyes,

This is the Lord’s plan,

It won’t be my demise.

What am I running from?

What am I running from?

What am I running from?

And just as I step up on the ledge,

I start to hear a voice,

Tellin’ me turn around,

While I still have a choice.

Where is it coming from?

Where is it coming from?

Where is it coming from?

I’m stumbling backward,

I’m cowering away,

How on Earth did I get here?

Deep down I know I need to stay.

How did I get so numb?

How did I get so numb?

How did I get so numb?

One of these day’s I’ll be back on the edge,

‘Cause You were there to lead me by the hand,

One of these days I’ll jump in,

But now I can barely stand.

So hold me up till I can,

Give me the strength to stand,

Supporting me like my biggest fan,

This is bigger than,

‘Cause I know this is all part of Your plan.

You’re taking me by the hand,

Giving me the strength to stand,

This is Your plan.

Taking me by the hand.

This is bigger than,

‘Cause, it’s all part of Your plan.

So why am I not diving in?

Why am I not diving in?

Am I ready to dive in?

I think I’m finally ready to dive in. . .

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Nature’s Peace

By Esmeralda Esther

I am entranced by the calm, serene waterfall scene

The water rushes over the rocks

like a bird who has been set free.

The butterflies flitting to and fro

Capture my attention-

But only for a moment,

For there is so much to see.

The lake that the waterfall creates

Is clear as glass, calm and still-

With no movement.

The only thing that breaks the silence

is the sound of birds chirping-

Like musical bells.

As I lie under the canopy of trees,

I watch the sunlight filter down,

And as a sense of peace fills me from head to toe and nature’s music washes over me

I wish I could stay here-

Forever