When the day dawns to a bright blue sky,

do you ever stop to wonder why?

Why is the sky such a vibrant blue?

Was it an accident or God’s chosen hue?

When fluffy white clouds drift way up high,

do you ever stop to wonder why?

Why do clouds form playful shapes above?

did gasses burst or was it made by God’s love?

When birds soar and are content to fly,

do you ever stop to wonder why?

Why are birds born to fly upon the Earth?

did some mutation take place or did God give them birth?

As I sit and gaze upon the world around me,

I find it so very hard to see,

How others can claim an accident is it,

when all I see is the world God gave as a gift.

By: Beverly Beekmans (2010)

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