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Tree roots
starve stretch across
dry ground,
Bark peels
away from a dying
trunk all around,
Brown leaves
from branches cast,
flutter earth bound,
Dead tree tops
scrape blue skies
without a sound,
And yet, child eyes
seeing good, smile
at the clouds,
knowing
just beyond God's looking down.
Philippians 4:8
Proverbs 11:27 |
