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Wonders Of Time
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Wonders Of Time

Poem By William R. Sturdivant

Just as a whirling wind

The earth turns again.
we stand upon it
its neither felt nor heard

In the expanses
I hear angels singing.

A promotion of love
flows from within.

The sky filled with beauty
and mysteriousness
we glare at its wonder
and awesome vastness.

Its creation
Although not understood
A universe of universal

We are capable to love
What we do not understand
Because of its beauty

And the mystery in it.

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