What My Eyes Behold
Colors of glory,
Declare in motion
Praises purely
For His creation.
No vague accident
Creates such wonder.
It is so evident,
These have a Maker.
And thus it is proven
Each creature has told,
His love has given
What my eyes behold.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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