The Creator’s glory is the song of Heaven… The sky proclaims the work of His will… Day communicates to day, night murmurs to night… Not a word spoken, not a syllable pronounced yet His voice thunders and throughout the Earth His sound is heard, and to the limits of the Universe his word will spread…
#poem, “Song of Heaven”
Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again
Beautiful poem
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Thank you 🙏🏻
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No problem at all 🙂
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A deeply beautiful and spiritual reflection. 🙏✨ The idea that creation itself becomes a song of the Creator is both powerful and humbling.
I especially love the thought that day speaks to day and night whispers to night—without words, nature continuously communicates something greater than itself. The sky, the changing light, the stars, and the vastness of the universe can all become a silent prayer.
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So true Sir. Thank you 🙏🏻 so much. God is a mystery that we will never comprehend completely. It is enough that we give thanks for all the good things we have.
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This is beautiful, Francisco, and a good reminder that God is the boss.
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Absolutely! Thank you 🙏🏻 Dawn.
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