As a spinning wheel,
the earth does turn all about.
To revolve in space,
Benevolent grace, to shout.
This beautiful place.
In a smile, we see His face.
We do all exist,
Beyond our mind's own fond thought,
If you must insist.
An answer that's so well sought.
In this world, we each may think,,
Each that lives, receives.
We accept the breath, the link,
Is proof each, believes.
In the dark of night,
As the lightning bugs, to blink.
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