Oh my ~ I just watched the sun riseand spread its golden glow
over all my eyes could see...
the tips of the pine trees,
the glossy oak leaves,
the zinnias and marigolds,
the flowing waterfalls,
and even over me.
The flying bugs and bees turned into fireflies.
Whatever the sun touches, it changes.
Whatever the Son touches, He changes.
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