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Labour of the Arts She grabbed her canvas, brushes and paints Ready with a sparkle in her eyes and a smile on her face She began to ponder the beauty God graced her with today The air, natures' voices gave her pause; I am here to work at play. The sky how magnificant in which God already painted his canvas Creatures, landscapes, God laboured six days for his workmanship It was not possible to capture the essences of his art that fell upon her eyes Something came over her, such emotion, she began to cry. The color, the sounds, the smells and quietness captivated her senses Her art would have to wait; today she would enjoy God's labour of the arts. |
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