Treasure Island

Udiah (witness to Yah)

(1959 / USA)

The Rainbow


after summer's rain
God's promise is remembered
glorious rainbow

(Gen 9: 8-17)











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Submitted: Sunday, July 04, 2010
Edited: Thursday, June 14, 2012

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