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Over all the land, the sea, the skies
the things that creeps, walks, swims, flies
we were given dominion
Groundkeepers, caretakers, stewards
of the living world, the earth
still servants, under the Master’s eye
Responsibility to pick up the mess
when the tree falls on the house
No real control of the storm,
the rot, the ants
who made it tip

June 4, 2007 21:46
Psalm 8
Genesis

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