BEAUTIFUL THINGS
The sun leads the day
The moon controls the night
The stars, harmonize in the skies,
A light night to render.
A cold breeze blows over my skin,
My eyes float within the air in awe
The precious beauties are nocturnal;
And I wonder how,
God
Wondrously staged the universe.
How the morning sprouts and gets ripe,
Or the day light and bright,
How the sun brushes away the dusk at dawn,
And its power to illuminate through cloud patches;
The grace of God sustains all life.
The diversities in creations, his creativity portrays
Black is gold, white diamond; all precious
Short is sweet, tall a necessity; all gorgeous
Slender is flexible, big a wholesome;
The humans, in his image, he created;
To the animals, out of abundance, he provides;
And I admire, the uniqueness of his art,
He is worthy of worship!
How complex is your body, my body,
The reflection of God’s likeliness?
The brain our CPU, the heart our battery,
How the various organs coordinate for us to stand,
I would rather not question,
But have Jesus and have it all.
What about his existence in our midst?
The omnipresent walks with us through all,
Life and death, he never leaves us
That is what he has promised to do,
Love the lead of the scene.
When asked time and again, who I am,
I am a child of God;
When asked time and again, who I believe in,
I believe in God,
The sole maker of all this universe!
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