I saw His face!
It was in the sky.
Surrounded in blue so surreal that I became hypnotized.
With white puffs of cotton He made pictures for me
that reflected upon the mere a sun kissed scene.
I was dazzled by His artistry.
When I saw Him again He was painting leaves, making deep shades of reds; yellows; and greens.
Mixing them together in ways so beauteous that the legacy of the meek the firm envied!
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