Rainbow
Sweet breeze wafts midst hope
silencing storm's aftermath---
stays now God's blest bow*
*Genesis 9:16 And the bow shall be in the cloud; and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth.
May 14, 2022
Edited on June 18, 2022
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2022
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