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and I'm suddenly shy
Madi Sotelo Corvas ([info]goldenbells) wrote on December 10th, 2008 at 11:59 pm
With flowers You paint,
O Giver of Life!
With songs You give color,
with songs You shade
those who will live on the earth.
Later You will destroy eagles and tigers:
we live only in Your painting
here, on the earth.

With black ink You will blot out
all that was friendship,
brotherhood, nobility.


You give shading
to those who will live on the earth.
We live only in Your book of paintings,
here on the earth.
 
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