I listen for God in the wind and the trees
and the sunlight dappling through the leaves
and in the rippling light on waves
of liquid reflective streams and lakes
As I am now, so once was He.
And who am I to disagree
with One so infinite and wise
who shows His love for many eyes?
Who can see wind or knows all truth?
Who separates age from youth?
Who finds the worlds left behind
existing only in the minds?
God's love made the human race
God's love is the glue
There are no pieces with no place
there are no parts without value.
Find the value, learn the cost
don't let any piece be lost
Let not the weak fall before the strong.
Everyone belongs.
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