Enjoying the Lord’s Creation through My Senses
Part One
The Gift of Hearing
I hear the birds singing,
They flutter their wings.
I hear the roosters crowing,
Reminding us the sun is coming.
I hear a truck in the distance,
Pushing its engine to gain elevation on the mountain road.
I hear the rustling of the trees,
As the cool breeze makes its appearance.
I hear the house next door waking up,
Spanish folklore fills the air.
And now I hear water running, dishes clinking, a baby’s sweet cry, and more Spanish music.
The town of Manantiales awakes as the sun begins to warm the city and beautiful sounds of God’s creation fill the air.

