Beauty Of Life

April 14, 2009
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God's fingers caress my face gently
As His chorus of angels softly sing
Calling out to me on a bird's wing
The bird's majesties rule all creation
With a mighty hand and a sensitive
Disposition. His divine tears fall
from heaven to grow and renew
something good out of the pain
Nature's true diamonds light up
the night sky in hopes to brighten
Unfeeling darkness. Lost in
The real beauty of life

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