Taking the time 

to bring to mind 

some beautiful things 

one might think of... 

the ray of a burning sunset 

caressing a deserted bay 

or, a mount's snow-capped 

regal display.  

Maybe there'd be thoughts of lilies 

in a virgin field 

 serenaded by a church bell's 

sweet melodious peal 

then, perhaps...a child's laughter 

and innocent sing... 

of seeing marvelous wonders in the air 

that wing. 

Then there's the scarcely heard brush 

of a wind's blow 

 and a midnight's mesmerizing... 

celestial glow 

while recalling the tap of warm waters 

on a window pane 

 and yet...the contentment with poverty 

which has riches...beyond gain. 

Indeed, arresting the mind's eye 

 could be numerous finds 

 still...we'd meet a cry with every spy 

that would dominate the...hind 

for, dispelling the haze 

with every gaze... 

 out of the vast clatter 

of those substitute things 

the..Magnificent...would rise 

 outshining all other sighted...flings. 

As...Absolutely Nothing...spied  

could dim...the Wonder, yea... 

the Glory of Calvary's Sting 

albeit, the world's... 

'Most' Beautiful Thing 

...JESUS!

PSALM 27:4

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