Monday, August 12, 2013

Outside my window

 And the earth brought forth... And God saw that it was good 
and the evening and the morning were the third day. 
Genesis 1:12–13

In the cool of the morning,
You open to drink dew drops
For breakfast tea,
To bask in the rising sun.
From my window I see you,
Bright and boasting
God's artistic talents, 
His creative skill, 
For here you bloom,
Some million dawns later, 
As you bloomed that 
Third morning in Eden. 

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