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Behold the beauty of all things, the rocks, the plants and all beings; a world conceived by a Maker whose gift to you is the knowing. Stop, now, and take a listen. Look 'round and breathe it in. Reach out and touch the spirit. Behold. Behold. Behold the beauty of all things whose names are carefully chosen so that we might tell a friend what we think is way outta sight. Cold hard, the Winter's harshness. Wet scent, the Springtime's freshness. Warm soft, the touch of your flesh on a sweet Summer's eve. I have this chance now to live! I'm on a journey from darkness to light. My best regard goes to the Maker of all that we are, all we can be. Behold the beauty of all things, the rocks, the plants and all beings; a world conceived by a Maker whose gift to you is the knowing, whose gift to you is the knowing. Lyrics ©2006 Richard Schletty Music ©2006 David Gomez Sanz
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