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This sweet thought,this beautiful thought,

That woke me up,

In the early hours of the morning.

                            

Then i rose up to behold,

The unfolding petals of the rosebud,

Hanging on the apex of the rose branch,

Sucking water from it's vase.

                              

Then i reached out, and grabbed a pen.

To write about an awesome phenomenon,

The invisible pillars,that holds the heavens,

The blue,and white house up above.

                                    

This wonders of God's creation,

Then i remembered the deep words of a writer,

The one who believes that atheists don't exist.



But only stubborn souls,

Too stubborn to acknowledge,

The wonders of creation,

Having no thought about earth's foundation.

                          

Again i remembered the invisible pillars,

That suspends the galaxy above,

So that they crash not upon earth.  

                                

Then i cried out with raised hands,

Your hands are mighty and so strong,

That holds this invisible pillars above.