The Blue Mirror

I was looking at God's blue veil hoping to see a reflection of him until you brought your hazy trail watching window blue sail then a film your jet with it's spray got in the way as I saw through a small hole that was left . . peering at that blue sky today then another plane with hatching sect no weapon formed shall prosper prayed God blew your fake clouds away you forgot to mark that on your roster for we can look up to see the Way true as you try to darken the glass reflections of Him in the mirror blue even so brighter grows our daily path your weapons are carnal will not abide cleansing the redness out of the blue sky as love washes us like the evening tide breaking every yoke asunder look to Jesus the only Way why for when God utters like thunder heaven and earth shake your decision such a terrible time but you do have a plea in your valley will you call on the Risen