GOD’S PAINT BRUSH
GOD’S PAINT BRUSH
A touch of His mighty hand.
So gentle He moves throughout the land.
A gentle breeze, a gentle breath.
Painting each branch, only sleeping,
only sleeping not death.
Waiting for the earth to awaken.
It is by His design.
Painting the branches, the beauty of winter time.
Written and Photos by Richard Abbenbroek…
http://bayo-hunter.blogspot.ca/
