Oh you who could not put one star in motion,
who
could not build one mountain out of the earth,
or
trace the pattern of a single snowflake,
or
understand the miracle of birth.
Presumptuous
mortal who cannot alter the universe in any way,
or
fashion one small bud or release one raindrop,
or
toss one cloud into a sunny day.
Oh
you who could not paint the spectacle
that
happens at every sunset and sunrise,
who
could not comprehend the beautiful colors of flowers,
the
birds in the sky and the fish in our oceans,
oh
weakly man who cannot create a single miracle,
How dare you doubt the Only One Who can ?
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