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
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2011
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