The Eyes of God

A sunrise begins upon the horizon

And I sit upon the dew covered grass,

Gazing with simple awe,

    Wondering...

        What color are Your eyes?

Are they the crystal clear blue of Your sky?

Are they the crisp, sharp green of Spring?

Do they match the Summer storm clouds?

Do they shimmer like purged and purified gold?

Might they compare with the pearlescent stars?

Might they match the vibrant violets of the earth?

Could they be the deep, rich brown of the soil?

Could they gleam with the green-blue of a clean lake?

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