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wishes a life of misses a world of wonders yet seen is life like this? yet i wouldn't mind, lying on the grass, gazing up at the sky forever- a masterpiece of colours and patterns that are ever changing... clouds that portray a neverending collection of shapes and sizes possessing a multitude of stars amongst which lies the northern star, a star to remind us of consistency, like god's love for us... shining bright... filling one with untold wonderment... is life like this? yet i wouldn't mind, sitting on the sand for all time, listening to the comforting rhythm of waves lapping on the beach ebbing...foaming... deep blue... another reminder of His love that is vast and overwhelming, yet comforting... a love like none other... is life like this? yet i wouldn't mind, climbing mountains, experiencing nature, being in touch with the original wonder of God's creation birds chirping, waterfalls let loose, trees growing tall... another myriad of colours... a note of how God provides and brings peace...
there are many things i would like to see, to do in this world which i could just wish.... things money can never buy... to see a falling star... to be able to fold grasshoppers with cowgrass... to see sunsets over and over again, to watch the starlit sky for as long as i wish to make everyone around me happy, no matter how or what happens to me... to live by the sea... to be lost in a world of music...with a violin and piano... wishing to play the flute...guitar...drums... to climb many mountains... to do as i wish... to be lost in my dreams.... and yet, to know You are there... like the northern star, an affirmation of your neverchanging, everlasting Love, with Your outstretched hand and guiding light holing me in Your arms...soothing me, A shelter i seek like many ships in its harbour... I could never have enough of You. Would You feel the same for me?
Wonders of the world... The fleeting sunset, the deep blue ocean waters...i can never stop being amazed at the myriad of colours & pattern a sky can paint at any moment, not to mention the thought that as i sit in front of this unfeeling box, with the blazing sun cooking this school, somewhere out there the sun begins to rise, and as the first rays announce the breaking of dawn, a killer whale bursts out of the seemingly calm waters, sending in its path a shower of what had originally been part of the ocean, each droplet shimmering... '
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