A Spring morning early. Hushed except for a few Lorikeets chirruping in the Gum trees that green-cloak the Escarpment. A hazy rising Sun tries to shine through the mist over the ocean.
In Spring morning’s glory God whispers His presence yet,
‘The Fool says in his heart there is no God’
Psalm 14.1
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