the garden

  I come into the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses

  and the voice that I hear falling on my ear

  the Son of God discloses

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One Perfect Masterpiece

The world might feel unbalanced and unequal.

Life might feel like a continuous sequel.

But step outside and look around,

Can you hear, smell, and see the world that is meant to be?

It's all one perfect masterpiece.

There is always a purpose, there is always a plan, but it falls into one pair of hands.

Though we may fall in deep dark holes, there is always a way out.

It may be bumpy, and you may stumble, but you can have a guiding hand.

These hands can see the light that is meant to be and can see what you can aspire to be.

How can it be that the air we breathe is perfect for our bodies?

How can it be that every blood cell in my body is fit, just for me?

The life we live with plants and seas.

How can it be?

Out of all the planets and galaxies,

We live where the earth can sustain and retain us.

Open your eyes and look up at the skies and see the perfect masterpiece.

The sun, the moon, the earth,

Always in the right place at the right time,

This keeps our lives in align.

Though times can get dark and dreary, there is no need to be weary,

Just look at the skies, the leafs the trees, and see the masterpiece.

And know there is always a pair of hands to keep you on your feet.

It is all just one perfect masterpiece.

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