Sunset on Buffalo Lake - A Poem
The birds do a delicate dance between flying and floating, flapping their wings to stay above water
Once in a while, a wing touches and makes a ripple
The sun begins her descent into the trees, slow at first
But fading fast, from yellow orange to pink purple
The birds let the sun set on the lake, holding a space for us to comprehend, meditate on
A cough, a crackle of leaves disrupts the silence but for a moment
Then the birds return to the ice rink/dance floor, with its changing colors and moving circles
The light still shines for a minute or more, even though the sun is gone
An echo remains
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Former international fashion model Rev. Sarah Renfro seeks to boost the body image of young women by educating them on the myths of media and focusing on divine within. She also preaches and teaches about marriage and divorce, motherhood, ministry, and mental illness.