I praise Thee, creator God
I praise Thee, creator God
whose lightning’s roam
the storm clouds unchecked
and set laws
all of nature respect.
I praise Thee, God
when I see Thy lights at night
and they hang above me
twinkling and bright
and everything that Thou have created
has an order and logic to it
and a beauty of construct
and a design
that mere chance
has no grasp to make.
poem by Gert Strydom
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