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What We See.
Art appearing as if coming
From within creation. Spring,
Recently arriving but other
Buds are slowly opening.
An artistic reality from the
Moment of creation which
Continues to be welcomed on
Arrival by all who perceive.
An art supreme for its
Source is the source of
What’s supreme- Our
Alpha and Our Omega.
Spring with snowdrops,
Beneath singing birds
Followed by breeding and
The rearing of their young,
Summer with its fields,
Hills, and mountains,
In fact all of existence
Wildly blooming.
Followed by Autumn
With the death of leaves
And digging produce for
The welfare of all.
Finally Winter arriving
Unveiling a darkish beauty
Of nature permeated with
The art of thee artist.
Yes, it is there for all who
See and who share a desire
For the reality of God’s art
Within the beauty of creation.
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