The moon behind,
the lapping waves.
A tedious rhythm
Oh so soothing.
The sunset,
The sea,
The beacon,
The moon.
Its beauty I cannot paint
Its truth one cannot taint
For if a painting one can peddle
Which one shall I finally settle?
Nothing shall I own and keep
but the pleasing memories
and feelings that run deep.
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James 1:17
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.
Ecclesiastes 8:15 So I commend the enjoyment of life, because there is nothing better for a person under the sun than to eat and drink and be glad. Then joy will accompany them in their toil all the days of the life God has given them under the sun.
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