What Has God Wrought
Gray skies partially blanketed
with charcoal clouds, framed by
a red rising sun casting light
and magenta up high
The owl hoots instuctions to each
orchestra player near
Roosters trumpet a merry tune
while Mockingbirds sing cheer
Slowly the sun stamps its red mark
upon all trees' shadows
A stillness exaggerates sounds
Gobbles fly like arrows
With each color change in the sky
Awe wraps around each thought
Great is God's blessings of sight
Remember "What has God wrought"?
A famous inventor asked that question after he invented something and I am thinking either the telephone, telegraph or lightbulb..Anyone remember???
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