Changing Sky
The sky is an ever-changing, living canvas.
God's creative masterpiece full of mystery and grace.
Clouds like wisps of white hair streaks the blue sky.
In a blink of the eye, forbidding clouds roll in like ocean waves.
A transient storm of lightning adds to an ethereal scene.
With a stroke of His hand, a brilliant sun replaces the storm.
Within two worlds, heaven meets earth, He paints the sky
In sunsets and sunrises with variations of stunning colors,
Pinks, majestic purples, orangey-reds and shimmering golds.
I can't help but notice the sky's endless creations
That fill my soul with wonder and keeps me in awe.
Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve | Year Posted 2013
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