Monday, April 12, 2010

His Compassion

A riveting whisper of coral
Breathes on the horizon
Beneath a bank of pewter cloud
Which suddenly are blazing
In flames of bright magenta
As His breath softly expands
Into a shout of glory
Melting ‘cross a slumbering land

The silken robes of midnight
Garbed in purple-blue
Cannot resist the morning light
In ever-changing hue
As heaven’s hand of mercy
Tenderly testifies
A sign of His compassion
Brushed across the wakening skies

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Janet Martin

Because of the Lord’s great love
We are not consumed,
For His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning.
Great is Your faithfulness. Lam.3:22-23

A very inadequate attempt at penning
The spectacular scene unfolding
Outside my window!!!....
and a VERY inadequate picture!!!
My camera couldn't pick up the
radiant and distinct bands of color!!!

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