Even the unappealing things
That clutter every dayTake on an aura of beauty
When God has His own way.
His touch is obvious to see,
Even an old storm drain
Wears a coat of many colors,
No longer grim and plain.
All we need do is stop and look,
Take time to really see,
That even the most mundane things
Reflect His majesty.
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