A New Day
Begs your attention
Whisps of white
Birds in flight
Flowers a bud
Trinkling grasses
Spinning clouds
Swirling wonder
A brooks sing song
Moments pass like
sunbeams through water
And
You see
how truth floats
upon the breath
of each new day.
L.C. Shaw C July 5 2011
The simple gifts of life are God’s way of teaching us truth. The man who refuses to hear again what he knows to be true because he already knows it, refuses to acknowledge his divine eternal nature.
Eternity exists on rounds that repeat and continue to teach even the most learned men.
The nature of creation is existence.
A new Day
May 14, 1994 first written,
Genesis9:13 I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.
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