A Poem:
The beauty of creation flows into my veins.
Without knowledge of the Creator, this experience is bare.
It is without hope
Without love
Without joy.
Yea, it is without God, who is the fulfiller and supplier of all life.
Without God I am nothing.
Yet with Him I am everything.
Let everything that has breath praise Him
For the breath comes from Him
And was made for me
I am accepted in the Beloved
Just as I am
I am made whole in Him
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