The Awe of His Glory
Out on the porch, a jet streaks
across the sky~no sound
How high, how fast, and just where
Is it at such speed to bound?
Life seems like that sometimes~so fast
And most don't even know
Where they've been or where they're going
Just an out of control boat~rowing
The rising sun cast pink upon cobalt
Intermingled with sand
A glorious sunrise against
Silhouetted pines with raised hands
The coolness and beauty will be short
lived, soon the heat will scorch
Almost like a hunter in the dark
Who carries a fiery torch
If only for a minute longer
The awe of His glory
in the rising sun changing tints,
colors, location~ what stories
Now an orange floats behind the pines
Almost touching the tops
In an hour the heat will sting
Destroying even some crops
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