15 Verses of Nature
Life is like a rainbow: You need both the sun
and the rain to make its colors appear.
A slice of rainbow, photo by AVRotor, QC
1. Whenever the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and all living
Dr Abe V Rotor
A slice of rainbow, photo by AVRotor, QC
creatures of every kind on the earth. Genesis 9:16
2. In abstract art you lose reality;
How then can I paint truth and beauty?
3. Brick wall, brick roof, brick stair,
Glisten in the rain, dull in summer air.
4.What's essential can't be seen by the eye
Like the faith of Keller and Captain Bligh.
How then can I paint truth and beauty?
3. Brick wall, brick roof, brick stair,
Glisten in the rain, dull in summer air.
4.What's essential can't be seen by the eye
Like the faith of Keller and Captain Bligh.
5. Similar is rainbow and moth in flight
When you see them against the light.
6. From respite in summer fallow,
When you see them against the light.
6. From respite in summer fallow,
The fields start a season anew.
7. From green to gold the grains become
As they store the power of the sun.
8. Not all sand dunes for sure
Ends up on empty shore.
9. One little smoke tells the difference,
Like a faint pulse is life's reference.
10. It's collective memory that I'm a part
To write my life's story when I depart.
11. Lost time, lost opportunity and lost gain,
like passing wind that may not come again.
12. Who sees silver lining of clouds dark and bold
seeks not at rainbow's end a pot of gold.
13. A clenched fist softens under a blue sky
like high waves, after tempest, die.
14. When a flock of wild geese takes into the air
a leader must get ahead to break the barrier.
7. From green to gold the grains become
As they store the power of the sun.
8. Not all sand dunes for sure
Ends up on empty shore.
9. One little smoke tells the difference,
Like a faint pulse is life's reference.
10. It's collective memory that I'm a part
To write my life's story when I depart.
11. Lost time, lost opportunity and lost gain,
like passing wind that may not come again.
12. Who sees silver lining of clouds dark and bold
seeks not at rainbow's end a pot of gold.
13. A clenched fist softens under a blue sky
like high waves, after tempest, die.
14. When a flock of wild geese takes into the air
a leader must get ahead to break the barrier.
15. In seeing our past we find little to share,
If the past is the present we're living in.
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