“SERMONS WE SEE”

I’d rather see a sermon than hear one any day;

I'd rather one should walk with me than merely tell the way.
The eye's a better pupil and more willing than the ear,
Fine counsel is confusing, but example's always clear;
And the best of all the preachers are the men who live their creeds,
For to see good put in action is what everybody needs.

I soon can learn to do it if you'll let me see it done;

I can watch your hands in action, but your tongue too fast may run.
And the lecture you deliver may be very wise and true,
But I'd rather get my lessons by observing what you do;
For I might misunderstand you and the high advise you give,
But there's no misunderstanding how you act and how you live.

When I see a deed of kindness, I am eager to be kind.

When a weaker brother stumbles and a strong man stays behind
Just to see if he can help him, then the wish grows strong in me
To become as big and thoughtful as I know that friend to be.
And all travelers can witness that the best of guides today
Is not the one who tells them, but the one who shows the way.

One good man teaches many, men believe what they behold;
One deed of kindness noticed is worth forty that are told.
Who stands with men of honor learns to hold his honor dear,
For right living speaks a language which to every one is clear.
Though an able speaker charms me with his eloquence, I say,
I'd rather see a sermon than to hear one, any day.

The Wind

I am the Wind
I creep and crawl through every swamp and valley
Touching every leaf and holding every branch
Surrounding every rock and cooling every stream
Playing with the leaves that dance on my shoulders

I am the Wind.
I cradle nature's breath in my arms
Rocking it back and forth
Singing to it my sweet lullaby
Kissing its tender face with my gentle breeze

I am the Wind.
I instruct the tall grass to bow before me
Ruling over the leaves and governing the water
Telling the rain when to fall
Commanding even the waves of the ocean to obey me
THE WIND

I am the Wind.
Nature has given me more than one task
I work to complete them all
I fly with the birds and run with the cheetahs
I guard the baby as she sleeps and watch over the dogs that howl at the moon
I play with the hair of a sleeping child
I race the cars on the highway
I dance around the corn fields at dusk
I watch the world begin to slumber and am there at its waking

I am the Wind.
Tornados are mere toothpicks for my teeth
Hurricanes are but drizzling rain
Blizzards lose their footing without me as their foundation
Rooted as the source of storm and tempest, I will not budge

I am the Wind.
I hold the stars and stripes of many flags
Helping the countries show them with pride
I collide with the sails of boats
Catching my feet they make me pull them along

I am the Wind
I pull the leaves off of the trees like apples
Laying them carefully on the ground to sleep
Letting them rest under a blanket of snow till they wake

I am the Wind.
I carry the seed of dandelions on my back
Washing it with my breeze
And planting it in the soft earth beneath my feet
I cool it while I blow through pursed lips
And bring clouds to quench its thirst
Soon my work is done

I am the Wind.
Curling my fists at the mountains that stand in my way
Disobeying the gravity of man
Defying even life itself as I live on forever