High above the billowing clouds,
amidst skies gray and blue, just after a light
spring shower and mornings moist honey dew.
Reflections of my God's greatness cascades on leaves
and brilliant flowers,portraying His gentle
and nurturing ways, displaying His mighty powers.
Reflections of His own great spirit, shadowed above
this awesome land, reflections of His love for man,
sheltered by His cradled hand. Reflections of His
grand creation as He gathered up the land, to form
the first blue print from dust, "His masterpiece" He
crowned as man. Molding and shaping this God
made clay into a body of perfection, then giving
life through His own sweet breathe, as He formed
His own reflection.
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