This is a hard-hat zone. I'm still futzing with this one.
A clutter of wonders is God's fridge
The Pieta, The Messiah, The Golden Gate Bridge
Of course, lesser works make their home there, too
Jim's garden, Jane's song, Jeff's card with glitter glue
Rich with potential, first creation
generously supplies our quest for innovation
Praising God's original design
Which left us room for the creations of mankind
But what about my original specs
The tiny reflection that sin has wrecked
I long to offer His design reclaimed
My fettered soul reborn, unchained
I labor that my God may see
His Holy Realized plan for me
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