I love when God,
starts to finger paint
Autumn’s glorious colors
with no holds or restraint.
The colors splash about,
vibrant shades of red
mingled with shiny slivers
of brilliant golden thread.
The streets become splotchy,,
with crispy yellow leaves
until they do their wind dance
onto moonless roads they cleave.
As the rain begins to fall,
the colors appear to run
streaks across the horizon
now hidden by the cloudy sun.
I love when God,
fingers begin their painting
they remind me of the glory
for me, He has waiting!
Revelation 21:23
“And the city had no need of the sun,
neither of the moon, to shine in it:
for the glory of God did lighten it,
and the Lamb is the light thereof.”
King James Version
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