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If you played with the universe, planted the stars, and set galaxies firmly in place -- what care would you have for a heart's weary sigh or the tears on a child's frightened face? If you strode across time where no boundaries exist, with eternity's shell in your hand -- what care would you have to count breaths of a dove or to measure each granule of sand? Comprehension of greatness means knowing each fiber is needed to weave the design; the strands are the wholeness, the whole is the strands, and each leaf to a star is aligned. Every whimper of pain, every squeal of delight holds the voice of the Ultimate All; each molecule carries a thread of the power that answered God's genesis call. © 2001 Laryalee Fraser Index |