The Lord has His own time To some, it seems a lifetime. Feeling the heat of its refinery, And then pondering its hidden mystery, Can
The heavens declare your handiwork Handiwork of awesome uniqueness Uniqueness too wonderful Wonderful creation Creation I contemplate the transient clouds Clouds so singularly different Different
Life is so unfair… My life passed me by I am still in the same rut Only You can understand… The pain in my soul
Clouds, Clouds, Clouds, Clouds Calculated Clouds Interesting Idioms Physical Phenomena Spiritual Symbolisms Cloud seven Completely happy, perfectly satisfied, wholly euphoric Cloud eight Befuddled by drinking
Why, hello there My name’s Percival, Percival the pig Come with me Into my world, world of surprises Come see my abode Humans call it
Sowing seeds of kindness Kindness breaking down barriers Barriers disappearing into streams Streams flowing into laughter Sowing seeds of laughter Laughter erasing all sadness Sadness
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