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TEARS OF JOY
When Spirit touches Spirit,
the gratitude sets in.
To realize we have a Creator,
is the most wonderful thing.
As our hearts do swell,
Love is entrenced like
Never before, so tears come.
We know how God cares much.
So when wind of Spirit arrives,
cherish the moment so dear.
Remaining to believe is trust.
Tears of Joy on my face.
Michaela Warren 2011
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