Poetry
His Glory shall be Revealed
August 14, 2021 by little_sparrow
The night sky above me,
The music of crickets in the background,
Eager, Expectant,
I peer into the pitch dark horizon.
There's no sign of the light,
But I know without a doubt -
It's coming;
The light is coming
Streaks of pink,
Hues of orange,
Tastefully blended colours
Will make an appearance
In the morning sky,
As the Sun sends forth it's rays...
Gently first,
But soon fierce and bright;
It's coming!
His Glory is rising,
It's rising upon His sons and daughters
As we eagerly wait for Him to move through us.
Like never before.
- art
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