PROOF IN THE WOODED HILLS

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Thanksgiving

 

Oh how even nature in it's beauty

reveals that there must be

a creator. For art to exist

there must be an artist.

Oh, how nature in it's beauty

reveals God to us.

 

For this, I thank Thee,

Lord, for the extremely

beautiful creation of Thine.

These eyes of mine

find proof of Thee

in the wooded hills.

 

Oh how even nature in it's beauty

reveals that there must be

a creator. For art to exist

there must be an artist.

Oh, how nature in it's beauty

reveals God to us.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Part of my Thanksgiving Series, where I write one poem a day about something I'm thankful for between Nov 1st and Thanksgiving Day 2023.  YOu can hear me read this one at:  https://youtube.com/shorts/riaGlb6Dmew

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