For Thy Will Be Done
a flock of buntings
with
their
majestic feathers glowing
red blue green and yellow
swarming through
the
joyful atmosphere
swirling back and forth
in every direction
like an accordian motion
rendition of Gabriel's Oboe
thus
we give God
all the praises
lord
i extract
all my faith
from thee
for
thy will be done
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