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Sunday, August 10, 2014

Pure Gift

The skies are opening up and the sun is burning bright
The darkness no longer lingers;  gone from us: the night
All of the sleeping creatures are waking up anew
Rising up from their slumber touched by morning dew

The feathery ones are singing their peaceful melodies
Squirrels and rabbits are nibbling some tasty niceties
Insects from every genre are passing here and there
Carrying all of their treasures getting ready to share

The morning is so delightful and  is sparkling all around
In everything that is created is an un-created sound
From the Great Eternal Who has willed it all to be
Aren't we all so indebted to this Infinite Deity..?

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