The sun visits from outer space
Shining its rays upon my face
Warming the earth
Growing flowers
Cultivating the land with its magical powers
Oh how we hail our mystery guest
A gift from the heavens
Our flourishing success
On which our lives thrill and do survive
A guiding star keeping us alive
Sweet Suzie, this is so true.
We had the Olympic flame go past my home, I didn't bother with it, but I saw the most beautiful sunrise.
The papers are choker about the torch, yet not one word is said about the real beauty of an amazing sunrise and all its gifts. Why are so many asleep? xxxx
This is really beautiful, Suzie! In fact, we could view this in support of Psalm 19, which says, “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth His handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge.” Nice work, you should be blessed by it too!
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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We had the Olympic flame go past my home, I didn't bother with it, but I saw the most beautiful sunrise.
The papers are choker about the torch, yet not one word is said about the real beauty of an amazing sunrise and all its gifts. Why are so many asleep? xxxx
Ron