The Daily Feast

The Daily Feast

A walk in the silent woods is not silent at all. Stand still and listen. The thump of a downy woodpecker on a hollow log, the tiny hooves of a deer scooting through last season’s leaves, and best of all, the soft rumble of thunder and the spatter of drops on the broad leaf of the hickory. These are remedies for a weary soul and tranquil moments for a tired body. Who knows, if we stand still and listen – we may hear an angel’s wings.

~ Today I send a voice for the people in despair. ~


“A Cherokee Feast of Days, Volume II” by Joyce Sequichie Hifler


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