creation
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The Creator's Love
He who made the tree
With branch that breached the sky
& the bird of multicolored breast
That on feathred wing doth fly
Laid not down His head to rest
Till your form pleased His eye.
And the bright starry night,
The frost upon the morn,
The solo eagle's flight,
The glory of the dawn,
Were all mere hints of light
Till you, of God's yearning, born.
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