Divine Creation
There is no interface
Between God and man.
The seamless robes
Of Life Divine
Will forever stand.
No Holy Ghost
Nor Savior's hope
The cross remains earthbound.
The burdens lift, beyond the drift.
For God's Creation
Is in His Image found.
Our sense takes flight
Beyond the night
Of earthly dreams we flee.
As we wake unto the light
To find that we are free.
The stellar signs
In ancient times
The message was quite clear
Unchanging Good
When understood
Reveals that God is here.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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