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Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



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That Which Is To Come
The music of man, Since primordial times Has survived tons of generations. Travelling with civilization And a fair share of evolution, It has broken cultural barriers Now, we are so attached – like soul mates. Can life continue, In a transient leave of music? Amazing solos, we’ve witnessed And therapeutic tunes; Our ears have tingled… With delight, we have grinned Listening to melodious sounds Have we seen the best of music? Have we heard it all? Is anything new? Yea, there is much more. There remains uncovered, That which is to come - Music of the celestial Beyond the clouds; Beyond the perception And comprehension Of the human entity The sophistication, And brilliance And artistry Of that which we have known Will pale in distant inferiority, Likened with that which is to come. Yea, all we’ve seen and heard And all that has happened to us Constitute not a tip of the ‘berg. The music of heaven, From the source of ingenuity Indeed, where creativity resides Who can compare? Have we seen anything? Have we heard anything? Not until we encounter That which is to come.
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