Said the tree to the sunshine, Why
shine on me?
When it is obvious, and very plain to
see,
Of even the air I breathe, I’m not
worthy,
Yet your shining sun pours upon me beauty;
All you do sun is give me your grace
divine,
Why do you continue upon me to shine?
Said the sunshine, more resplendent
than ever,
Dear tree, my sunshine will leave you
never,
For my name is sunshine and that’s what
I do,
Spread my light upon all, it matters
not who,
For I know the strength and power I
carry,
To make some dejected and sad face
happy,
So my shining upon you today dear tree,
Is simply the Love that dwells within
me.
Amen!

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