The Poetry of Life.. A Divine Gift
On this blue orb, grandly spinning in space,
here, where every creature has its on place,
the breath of all life is so clean and so free,
the gift all is given, for it must surely be.
Each gives the next a fine treasure, divine,
the thoughts of our God, revealed in kind,
The spirit of each, whether big or so small,
shared benevolence, to be received by all.
Beautiful sights of colors, and the fondest hue,
more brilliant than rainbows, in skies of blue.
Such sounds to greet every ear and each soul,
a musical orchestration, for us all, to unfold.
The scent of sweet flowers, enhances our lives,
all senses confirmed by the creator, so thrives.
The loss of just one. in our creation, all fare,
brings to us such sorrows and regrets, to bare.
As dominoes must fall, each link, sorely missed,
the creatures that scurry, all plant life, sun kissed.
Respect and preservation, must be given, as due,
for our loving all that life holds, restored. anew.
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