Thursday, October 16, 2014

A Thousand Voices


Earth with her thousand voices, praises God. 
Samuel Taylor Coleridge



Oh beautiful sweet scented roses
Unfurling after a rain,
At the first glimpse of overdue sunshine,
At the soft breathe of God on the wind.

Your petals, white as summer clouds,
With freckles of pink-pinpoint-pearled
You lift to dance and sing the praises
Of the artist who paints our world. 



©2014 Elece Hollis  Find a copy with this link:  Limitless Grace .

4 comments:

  1. Love that phrase - "The Artist Who Paints Our World."

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    1. All man-made art, I suppose, is only copying God's work.

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  2. Elece, I was going to say the very same thing that Rebecca said about "the artist who paints our world." Love that phrase!

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    1. I consider God the greatest artist. "Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree." So true.

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