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Rita Umali


A Bed of Clouds


Looking at the immensity of space
Endless perpetual above the clouds
Your creation Lord
Never fails to make me awed by its beauty

A sea, an ocean bed cottony whitish foam
In stark contrast with the bluish sky above

Amazing masterpiece
The Lord has painted
Yet our lives can surpass
The grandeur of any creation of the Lord

Simply because the Lord loves us most
In Him we were created in his likeness
Perfect and flawless in his eyes

Submitted: Tuesday, October 26, 2004
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