The blue planet twirls.
Humans call it days.
They all live and breathe
under Sun's golden rays.
Smoke comes and goes,
so does life's ways.
The human heart is
what forever stays.
So check it twice.
It bears God's gaze.
His work on it
is what remains.
Those who seek him,
he will raise.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
The blue planet twirls.
Humans call it days.
They all live and breathe
under Sun's golden rays.
Smoke comes and goes,
so does life's ways.
The human heart is
what forever stays.
So check it twice.
It bears God's gaze.
His work on it
is what remains.
Those who seek him,
he will raise.
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