Come sit with me.
Gaze at all that God created.
Find a sky of crimson and gold
with clouds that form mountains
Sit and sip from nature’s bountiful table.
All the beauty your eyes behold,
the gold and crimson colors
was painted on the sky’s canvas.
Sip from the well-spring of beauty
That cools and soothes the burning soul
Sip from all that God has provided
Through nature’s beauty.
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