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The Beauty of Rest

The sun shines steadfastly on a snow-covered ‘scape.

Joy fills my heart with it’s beauty.

The glitter reflects God’s glory of the firmament.

The snow-covered corn field lies barren,

At rest from harvest’s hurried pace.

Content with winter’s peace,

It waits to flourish.

Growth, unseen to human eyes,

Restores it’s fruitful core,

To spring forth once more.

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