...All along I hear His song,
I've always known I do belong.
the colors I see,
so it may be,
a quiet tree near the sea.
the pouring waters of the pond,
theres a fountain just beyond.
above all this
you could not miss,
the bright and floating clouds of bliss.
With a brilliant light,
now theres a sight,
the beauty of His skys at night.
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can never be placed behind bars.
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All should get a chance to see,
what the greater songs of nature be...
© David W. Smith 2009
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