Miracle of Space

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Every crevice in the wood

 

Is a canyon to be explored

 

With walls so high and steep

 

They block daylight to the floor.

 

Even here nature left

 

Detailed carvings of her stay,

 

And everywhere we look

 

We’re reminded of her ways.

 

God has given us the sun

 

And her a gentle face,

 

But more important than this charm

 

He gave her

 

The miracle of space.

 

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