The Color Blue
God invented time and He owns the patent too...
And He created days and nights and the color blue.
God is in the cockpit guiding this ship...
As we restless humans fret and flip.
There is no need for a distressed soul...
After all, God is in control.
We run and search and try to be the best...
And we challenge ourselves and face the test.
We die from stress and needlessly too...
Never knowing the Creator of blue.
Friends, there is no need to have a distressed soul
After all, God is in control.
God took His paint brush and painted the sky blue...
A sign He's in control for me and you.
TK<><
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