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The Art of God

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Drawn to the canvas
Of the sky
Stretched twixt
Zenith and horizon
Sand flows past
In rivulets
Wind impelled
Over darker sand
Laid down by
Exhausted waves

Effortless
The art of God
Wherever we turn
Signs of His precision

The grace of God
Wielded by His Spirit
Invites us leave
Our prints
In His work pristine.

RWOZ2

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About rwoz2

Poet, historian, writer for stage and screen. Responder to Jesus (Romans 5:8)

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