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Every Sunset Is Splendor To Believer's Eyes
Nothing that God created is dull...
harmony is found in clouds, in immense space,
in earthly landscapes, in sunrises that blaze;
if nothing stupefies us, these will!
Every sunset is splendor to believer's eyes,
happy is the mother that holds her small child;
she shows the same wonder and prays aloud:
letting everybody know He controls the Heavens!
Can we despise steady rainfall that makes flowers grow
and not notice how they beautify emerald meadows?
We miss the wandering firebugs in thickening shadows,
along the kids' shrilling voices that scared away a crow!
A disbeliever can doubt His creations and still be amazed
at how perfect they align in the celestial, infinite spheres;
No sunset is similar to the previous one, it has uniqueness
in its stunning display of blazing colors that thrill the mind!
Denying truth is debating the evidence of a Superior Being,
and while defiance controls minds, a few admit He's the Creator,
the Eternal one presiding above everyone and everything;
not all act by reason, they won't admit that their denial is fear!
Evey sunset is splendor to believer's eyes,
howe hard is to surrender and be humble as Christ?
does vanity defy obedience, or makes them feel lost?
Stay firm in faith, be stirred by starry nights!
Copyright ©
Andrew Crisci
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