My Aunt Once Told Me
Of God beauty
To paint with the color of the leaves
Profound passion that does not deceive
Breath in who spoke
Allowing the paintbrush to do its stroke
Passion of the heart was told
To never allow yourself to be sold
God loves our zeal
All layers of our hearts are sealed
Watch his story unfold
As it shall be told
Forgiveness of the world gambles
As God people we shall assemble
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