Creator

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SUNSHINE KISSED (The...

SUNSHINE KISSED (The Springtime)

Come the springtime life renews,
after winters long sleep
Flowers start to bud,hibernating...

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The Man....God

The Man....God

Every time
crustily opening eyes,
I am him.
He,
said to death
will pass...

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My Wish

My Wish

If ever I could find my creator,

to ask Him / Her why there was

a special tree in the...

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" THE LIGHT AND THE...

" THE LIGHT AND THE BEAUTY "

In the creation of beauty itself
The orange hue from the light
Reflecting sun through the...

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Wild Flowers

Wild flowers

They spring up to life,in the field where The Creator plants them
They are...

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ABSOLUTION

ABSOLUTION

Clearly I am lucid in clarity
concealing no cloud to cluster
I am merely a microcosm trapped...

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God is not an author of...

The very hairs on your head are numbered
So never ever think your life is a blunder
Your...

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Creator of Many

Creator of Many

The calling of the Cedar Waxwing, the red berry shall he feast upon

The Red Headed Woodpecker...

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The Great I Am (The...

This song is a song about Jesus the prexistent Messiah and christ.

I hope you enjoy listening to...

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god hates me

~~I try to do good whenever I can,

but I just can't seem to please the big man,

I don't...

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The Seventh Day

~~I am the sky where the stars are born
I am the meadows ripe with corn
I am the fold where...

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"My imaginery dream...

"My imaginery dream wondering wild"

On this beautiful dark night the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky.

So beautiful makes...

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Nothing compares to You

Nothing compares to You

Like a lake under the moon.

Are a garden at noon.

(v1)The song of the wind in the breeze...

Art -

every king needs a queen

every king needs a queen
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Your Beauty

The starry skies, the moonlit nights,
The glorious sun and the northern lights,
The blood red...

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The Waiting Watchman

Waiting beneath a sleeping something

It lives in our very thoughts and dreams

Haunting our...