#447
Ah, Well
While I'm not a poet
With any kind of skill,
I can, sometimes, turn a small verse
To make it do my will,
Like sun rays streaming through dark clouds
To light that distant hill.
sun
Tuesday, the twenty-second of 013
#377
Sunset
It sank in a blaze of colour,
A flaming tangerine sun
That set the gathering clouds ablaze
With a beauty to make angels run.
Upon observing a golden sun, 30 degrees in the western sky...
#298
Apocalypse
Christ may come in glory
Out of such a sky,
Stepping from the sun to earth
With a resurrection cry.
More light on the subject...
#285
Daybreak
Miles beyond the towering trees
Shines the rising sun,
Not yet clearly visible,
But clearly set to stun.
Seeing is... (analogy)
#284
Believing
No one can look straight at the sun
Without a loss of vision.
The sun enables all our seeing,
On clear days with precision.
Cosmic questions...
#114
Orion Nebula
Why would God make
Such a glorious sight,
Bright blazing suns
Lighting dust in our night,
But hiding the glory
Light years from our cries,
Unveiling the beauty
To alien skies?