~ God's
Canopy ~
Majestic sunset bleeding down
Magenta-pink and red
Horizon's fiery, crimson crown
I gaze -- my soul is fed
Twilight, soon, will blanket all
Her in-between blues bidding
So brief a time she'll come to call
As, daily, seems befitting
Stars will toe dance, one-by-one
Across the stage of night
They'll twinkle brightly, every one
With moon nowhere in sight
For a moment all will cease
My breath, my heart, my envy
Sweet surrender, sweet release
I own what God does lend me
Bright blessings be to those who see
The heavens, full of wonder
Who stand in awe and reverie
It's God's canopy we're under
T. R. Cardinet © 11-10-07
Need help
sending this page?
Click Here
|
