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MAKE WAY FOR A NEW BEGINNING

MAKE WAY FOR A NEW BEGINNING

A means to an end...

When the world was void and no life had been here...

There was no one to ask permission...

No fees to pay...

One thing at a time was made for us to see...

For us to be able to sustain life...

We had the right to enjoy the gifts that were made...

Where did the first star come from?

Why were we given the sun and the moon?

Fruit trees and fruit flies?

Chickens and eggs? 

The wheat that can grow tall that has been made into flour?

Sugar cane and sugar cubes...

How sweet is that?

Wonderful land made prosperous by wonderful hands, wings, and everything...

One day we will make way for a new beginning...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

Who paints the sky?

Who makes the moon stay up when gravity pulls everything down?

How the sun helps life live?

Who formed mountains from a volcano or an earthquake? 

Who can make beauty such as this out of ashes?

Unfortunately,  somethings come from things out of our control...

Things built on fault lines...

How long do we trust they will stand?

We get angry and sad from the devastating circumstance..

Thank you for your comment and support my friend! 

Love n Hugs 

sparrowsong 

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