The Creator of all is with us, among us when cast out,
Not as a warrior, not as a crusher of imagined foes
With us in the sun as it rises everyday in its channel
And travels whether bringing light or hidden by clouds
It is there, or like the moon in each of its phases
Traveling a night sky, in winter lighting the way for a frolic
Tides and time are the rhythm kept, we watch in awe
Of the beauty scattered and memorize a pathway to home
Navigating the course, even through the storm
We expect it to be so much easier than that
Faith fall in our lap, only sunny skies, no clouds or storm
It is not the way we see, but in the way of beauty we walk
This is faith, this is its treasure, find it amongst the creation
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