Over the swamp comes a long low call…the wind in the trees and the birds are free.
Part of my soul answers to that call…in my heart beats the rhythm of the wind and the wings and I am at one with loveliness.
~Gwen Frostic~
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Over the swamp comes a long low call…the wind in the trees and the birds are free.
Part of my soul answers to that call…in my heart beats the rhythm of the wind and the wings and I am at one with loveliness.
~Gwen Frostic~
