It was unusually quiet in the forest yesterday. As I walked up and down the trails, there was not even a breeze that moved the tree song. All I could hear, were the sounds of a small bird’s wings, and the water of a stream, softly tumbling over the rocks.
I thought, maybe the Creator held back the birds from singing, just for a few moments, so He could hear the prayers echoing through the trees. I was in the middle of a religious center, and the silence seemed to be the lifeblood of faith.
It did bring a calm, and a strength, I have seldom known.
Here are some photographs.
Be blessed this weekend!
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Peace and blessings to everyone.
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