Momentary brilliance where majesty
breaks through the narrows
as light,
cryptic and veiled, dances with shadows,
sifting textures and shifting patterns
above the
earthen stage,
to a soundtrack of the
soft breeze
through
pine trees.
I witness
the artist presence of God
as He creates a watercolor sky,
ever changing shades of blue,
in vivid value
and
holy hue
and my awe
becomes worship
as I marvel at creation
surrounding me.
Blades of grass
amongst the stones,
trees poised to touch the sky,
deer trodding along the path
as
heron wings
in slow rhythm, fly.
No longer able to sit in silence,
I join in with these words of praise,
for such treasures
witnessed I.
Responding
to his loving call,
with a soaring spirit,
offering my all.
Believing and receiving,
embracing and engaging,
I witness,
worship
bridging the gap
between
Heaven and Earth.
Rhonda Logan Bailey
8.7.21
Such a lovely painting with words. Quenched and drenched in the beauty!
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