Sunsets Magnificent
The last rays of the setting sun
Suffuse the western sky
With a rosy glow so splendid
It warms my solitude.
Fingers of the varying colors
Spread to the north and south
As if the doors of Paradise
Have opened for preview.
The evenings when Heaven’s paint jars fall
And spill their precious hues,
I glimpse the Eternity of God
And magnitude of His love.
For Rick's contest
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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