Magic Morning

Magic MorningThe morning was magic
I was called to this place
By a still small voice
The whisper of grace.

The morning was magic
I was consumed with great awe
The sky was painted with color
The shades of grace I saw.

The morning was magic
I was changed that magic morning
The Creator displayed His immense power
That of grace transforming.
~ RBP ~

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