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Poetry

I see.

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Haunting mist cloaks the sky,

songs of praise, eclectic bird cry,

Dewdrops stake their rightful claim,

on Nature’s early morning reign.

I see, I feel, I love: The Creator of Creation.

 

Threadbare branches, anticipate,

frond and fleur, lying in wait,

Mutating beauty, nature’s wealth,

glorifies, with every breath.

I see, I feel, I love: The Creator of Creation.

 

Generous hearts, forgiving souls,

selfless heroes in a world so cold,

Glistening eyes, immersed in pain,

reflect in His words and live again.

I see, I feel, I love: The Creator of Creation.

 

From the blink of an eye,

to the new born cry,

From the light of the moon,

to the raging typhoon,

From the pheromonic ant,

to the carnivorous cobra plant,

I see, I feel, I love: The Creator of all Creation.

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