When I saw the sky above the clouds.
I was soaring free, near the doors of space
On metallic wings.
The uniqueness of disappearing clouds
And the beams of golden sun in the horizon
Proclaim the majesty
That can only be God's.
I had an opportunity to partake in
The wondrous banquet
Of the celebration of God's creations.
I stood above the rainfall
And dared the closeness of thunder.
I felt so small, but so important,
In God's chosen realm
By: Arc. George O. Akinola
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