James Lee Long | Akateeminen Kirjakauppa

When I Am Writing. Sitting here, amid the stillness, in this moment, fond, quiet and connected; my time alone to play with God has come. As I dance with Him through tender woods and fields of green; pondering new day's joys beheld; those of cool winds awakening visions of things unseen. Cradled in His arms of love, we waltz away as one, amid our fond ascension and euphoric concatenation. We catch leaves as they fall; together, with quill in hand, while to the thrill of my mind's contentment days of my youth return to me as the true goodness of their nature. I recall them fondly, while scales of worries slip away and my heart soars free. Yes! amid this simple beauty I find God through the patient art of Poetry. As His love, hope, and peace are fulfilling me, covering me, protecting me, teaching me, advancing me, directing me, holding me, carrying me, molding me, honing me, completing me; when I am writing!