Sometimes I lay under the sun and believe that there could be nothing more powerful.
Sometimes I look out to the ocean, and believe that there could be nothing more vast.
But then I think of the Hand that gave heat to the sun and the brush that painted the sea,
And I believe, “Truly, what is there greater than He who holds all of the universe fast? ”
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God is our serenity. You are gifted. Your words chosen can only come from the tribe David. shalom
Well done, Fiona... though I am not a strong believer (as far as He is concerned) * *
Hello poet Fiona. This was a very awesome poem, I loved it. Thanks for sharing and please visit my work when you can, Loyd
There is nothing out there greater than him. He deserves glory. Thanks for this glorious poem. Read my work if you can please.