Wild Horses Run: Beyond the Sugared Hills

Praise for God's creation rings like timeless bells, blows like a train from yesterday's valley announcing the joy of His rescue, relief, and plan--hope and a future beyond our imagination. Simple visions of His majesty and compassion flash through the pages of Wild Horses Run--Beyond the Sugared Hills as in the following selection from the poem, "Appaloosa Sky" You have blown lavender light on the hills. The afternoon is sinking into dusk, soaking into the ground of our breath . . .

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