If I can have the blazing sun, as company
from the time it blushes red face,
smiles bright and loving warm
if I can have the blue sky in different hues
enthralling with its serene silences,
as a endearing presence
if I can have the moon in different colours
of yellow, white, sometimes orange
and shapes from round to sickle
as a roving eye, an evoking presence
of romance and beauty
if I can have the lights of stars,
flickering, shining in a myriad of colours
as the glory of ever present entities
beacons into the unknown
I will need nothing more
to know that a loving God,
had constructed all of these
in their details and functions
from simple to complicated
beyond the scope and knowledge
of mere man.
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