Curtis Johnson Poet Prose Poetry

Canopy Peace

There is a vast canopy encircling the entire earth and capped in skies of blue.                                                  Under that canopy, sometimes storms come up and raze in the form of
tornadoes, rain storms, or great bursts of hail, thurdering, and lightenning.                                                     When these things occure, the canopy may be hidden by the storms which             blind our veiw of things immovable and encased by storms behind a cover of darkness as black as midnight at noon-day. The storms will invariablly move on to other places to wreck and ruin, but the canopy, undesturbed and unfeathered by any and all storms, ever remains intact and still. We were never promised a life without quakes and shakes, nor seasons of uninterrupted bliss, but we have been encouraged to be more like 'The Christ'. That's why when I grow up, I want to be like the peaceful ever-present and unmovable blue canopy.

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