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The Eye Of The Storm (by Joe DiMino)
Father,
I know You are a God of words--
after all, Shakespeare is Yours;
and a God of painted images,
for I see in the sunset
Your hand blushing the sky;
and a God of contradictions--
how else can I explain,
night and day,
sound and silence,
the distance between us
seen through my eye
the center of storm?