He Made the Sun

In the silence, feelings – both wise and warm, Strong and soothing, colored deep purple and rose, Soft as the blessings rising, stirring up the dreams, Blurring the darkness into whispers of a past Where hearts were filled with kindness, gentling Away the doubts, the fears, the tears who mingle Light and love – erase the heartless grief with a music, Harmony that bleeds teardrop promises, glowing Thriving like the knowing words of poetry, the feelings Burning through the skies, stardust glistening, alibis Dancing in clear, cool whispers – wishing, whimsical Blessing away the past with a purity, a prayer The miracle of a beautiful that will forever last, Faded like the tenderness of a cloud, who falls quiet Amid the drizzling truths poured out with each Raindrop, startling away the sighs with the lightning Bolt spears of a grace far more alive than anything Ever thought of, any hope or dream, any emotion – This is the feeling that silences the tragedy in sadness, Breathes compassion into the laughing eyes, twinkling With such soft goodbyes, - this is the leaving of yesterday’s Peace, the remembrance of a trembling joy, calm As the river who disappears into the moment, still Murmuring His psalms through the faded sun, the reflection Brilliant, vibrating pleasure into forever – forever – forever God’s child, kneeling to the One Who made light and love, the One Who made the trees and sun The ONE who made a way For everyone!