Absolute beauty is so interwoven into creation that only a Divine Being of Omnipotent genuineness can satisfy its reality. Fall is one of that truth's greatest declarations. The singular color of each leaf is like a poem in the greatest collection of poetry, a rhythm of hymns that all known collections couldn’t attend to the work of even one tree. There is no comprehending that kind of overwhelming exuberant Divinity. Faith, my God, it is all that can hold us to YOU in the reality of standing beneath just such a tree. “How great Thou art…”
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