In Him
morning erupting a darkened sky,
hanging shadows from gallows poles.
dancing ribbons becoming light,
closed eyes, orange, red, yellow.
nature’s chorus sings
of heaven’s gates,
warmth above
In Him
grace.
Copyright © Jason Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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