Our hearts shoutOur hearts shout
when our mouths can only whisper.
Your abundance fills our eyes
and you pasture our souls with Your love.
Yours the day-glowing, dazzle-daisied vista,
a simple repetition reaching into the distance
stretching incredulity.
Master image maker,
deviser of new days
we form a daisy-chain of praise.
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