And she rises with a crimson blush
Debating whether or not to grace this world
The trees quiver and animals hush
waiting, waiting for that one moment
She's so lovely, so bold.
And as she rises, slow and high, it's the moment
To live and love and rejoice
Over this land and sea, the whole world
she has a heart beat, she has a voice.
For God's love made such beauty
The day he made this world
It's beat is ours and we need to keep it beating.
Driving to work this morning there was the red sun, peeking up over the earth. Made me think she was blushing, shy, timid about gracing us with her presence. lol.. Not that I believe the sun is a living being that you could call a "she", it's just that there's something so feminine about the sun, it's beauty, it's strength, it's ability to create and sustain life... *shrug* Thank you Lord for our beautiful earth and the wonders that keep it alive and us alive.
~T
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