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Harmonious Humans

All of us, who by God were created

Are as a piano

White keys, black keys

Sharps and flats

Highs and lows

Majors and minors

All a part of God’s glorious song

His melody leaves none of us

Untouched, un-played, unsung

Separately, we can make a sound of music

Together we make beautiful, melodious, harmonious music

When we are in tune with our Maker

The more beautiful and wondrous the music

As a piano who is out of tune

We can make music, still

But not nearly as breathtakingly

As when we are in tune

With Him, with Love, with Light

With peace, with joy, with all

     by Angela Dingler All rights reserved 2016