THE MIRACLE OF HIS HAND

The Miracle Of His Hand

In the early calls

The day breaks fervently

From the creativities of night

Processing the birth of Morning

Into a shinning new glory

A reminder that God never sleeps at all

The whinning of a baby

The blossoming of a pretty flower

That's what I call- a MIRACLE

In the hands of a loving God.


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