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I look at the sky and see stars
It is late at night; nearly early morning
I think of creation and Almighty God
The flow of all celestial bodies
I am in wonder of His majesty
Cannot comprehend His omnipotence
The moon is not visible tonight
But I know of its magnetic power
Low tides, high tides; outrageous
All part of His creative force
I sense the beauty of His mystery
Nothing is obvious of course
His challenge to us is to believe
Oh, such a dazzling presentation
Our thinking cannot compare
Yet how can there be hesitation
Utter disbelief is not an option
Unless we chase the path of fools
There can be no realistic discussion
About who is the one that rules
I dream of the coming together
Twelve tribes united as one
We then will be equal in faith
No battles to lose or be won
Stanski
September 26, 2019 ^
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