March 3, 2007, Stewart's Creek, by Carl A Patton

The seasons held a mixture of winter and spring time as the rains came.

The sun came as warm clear shadows upon the earth and its people. However cool breezes still penetrated the bright sun filled days.

The wind also came as a loin upon the land. Great twists of wind damaged houses and many trees were uprooted as man could never do.

Meanwhile the creek ran over and the wind sent the water in a constant swift stream.

Oh! Roaring wind. The air talks, then creatures of the forest listen.

But man passes by, never relishing the taste of air upon his breath.

The trees moved, the leaves Scattered, I loved the dance as a great supper would be served.

Oh! Precious wind take my hand. About Author :

One day though the Call came that the Savior had returned. He came with a Book quite different from the Book they had been told to read. However this Book was related to all that was in the Great Book. This Book recorded all they had done. What was noted is that they never took the time to read the Book because they were not sincere. Thus they did not know what their responsibilities were.