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Day 20

Sound

practice, precision, power.

Fingers sweeping over ivory.

Eternity calling to Creation.

Galaxies echoing everlasting colors.

Sight

dipping, bristling swirls.

Color unto color, hues merging across sky’s canvas.

Brilliance blasting against blackness.

Sense

each day, a world, each soul

conceptualized, conceived.

Called into being. Perfectly numbered.

Mystery unfolding, revealing the wonder of His all encompassing, everlasting love.

This painting belonged to my parents. It caught my eye this morning after I wrote this. I will never look at it the same way again. Do you know the Artist…?

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