The smallest of things
When fog obscures the glorious vistas,
look at what the dewdrops illuminate.
Each, a unique piece of craftsmanship, handcrafted with its own signature.
Each, a-toiling side by side,
A daily labor. A work of art.
Posted on August 31, 2018, in poetry and tagged artwork, craft, God, Lake Junaluska, nature, photography, webs. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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