Gods Art

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Authors note! I write this poem a little while ago in another poetry book I am working on. It might sound cheesy but I hope you like it!

Waterfalls down the walls,

Pooling on the blank pages,

Empty pages all.

The sun slides up

Spreading over forest and sea,

Shining in the morning cup.

Leaves fall everywhere,

Onto the perfect green,

And then are blown here.

God watches it all,

And stretches forth His hand.

He drys the pages,

Writing His story for all lands,

then he inspires the holder of that morning cup,

and He picks the leaves up,

Bringing them to you and me,

So His work of art we can see.

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