so panteth my soul after thee O'God.' Psalm 42:1
The little blue and crimson finch sings in the boughs. His sweet conversation to the deer as he pants at the water brooks, refreshing his spirit. His gentle eyes take in the hues of the Chapel-like forest, and the leaves of friendship fall about their timid love. The flowers, He fills with a fragrance in the grove. I receive into my spirit faith that bears a flower and a life full of joy, peace, love, kindness and all the fruits of His nature.
A little butterfly with gossamer wings in a poetic dance of joy frolicks on the unfurling petals of a pink virgin rose. The little fawn sniffs delicately and she settles on it. ' By Julie Ralphs
This is a sweet allegory that discusses the fruit of the Holy Spirit, Galatians 5: 22-23. THe fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, faith, meekness, temperance, and the nature of the little fawn.
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