SMOKE ON THE WIND
WHERE ROSES GROW
There is not a soul on Mother Earth
that can look and smell a rose
and
feel there is no God.
Look at the beauty of a red rose.
Take a deep breath.
Feel your heart with Love.
Respect.
Gratitude.
Close your eyes.
Take another deep breath,
and when you open up,
you will say…
Oh, My God!
Thomas Dancing Feather Ebbing
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