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Monday, November 16, 2015

In everything I can see the beautifulness

I can see the beautifulness and I can see the radiance
Coming out of  the sunrise and out of all of the elements
There's so much to be thankful for; so much that I can see
I can see the gifts of God and they are all calling out to me

There are all the winged ones and there are the crawling ones
All kinds of flowering trees and  every water form  that runs
In all of the entire universe and in all of the cosmos that are
I can hear that sounding voice of the One who is never really  too far

Oh the sound of the soundless ones and the cry of those who never cry
In the recesses of my inner beingness and  in the clouds that pass me by
Are echoes from the Eternal One and  echoes from the One who loves us all
Calling me back to that time when everything was about responding to His call

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