Life and the dreamscape of time both keep our
Days worthwhile, and our nights awe-inspiring. The
Ginger sunsets to the dazzling stars that take flight.
When God pulled out his blank canvas, he painted
A magnificent world without complaining or tiring.
The mountains emerald green or snow covered
White, a touch of cobalt blue in the sky, the many
Planets that reach to the Heavens, he never stop
To question his reasons for creation, neither did
The Angels ask why.
Everything under the Heaven’s once pure as a new
Winter’s snow, now has become cloudy the earth is
Slowly losing its glow. When thinking of the
Dreamscape or landscape of time, we must remember,
All that we see is not yours or mine.
It is God’s work on this canvas, let us take care of his
Work so that it will endure through time, only then can
We say that this earth is yours or mine.
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