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When God looked down upon the flower, it grew beautiful and strong.
When God looked down upon the bird, He filled it's heart with song.
When God looked down upon the seedling, it grew into a sturdy tree.
But I think, God had to blink when He looked at me.

God remembered the flower's beauty and placed the sun into the sky.
God remembered the bird's music and gave it wings to fly.
God remembered the tree's stature, so He sent the rain.
But He blinked and I end up wondering, again.

I guess there must have been a reason, or so society thinks, because we're made up in His Image and everybody blinks!

Copywrite: Eleanora N. Gambino, April 18, 1977