The Grandeur and Power of His Abilities
Beauty graced the sky and earth that very day
Master painter's painbrush painted the clouds some with apricot~ such a hue
Surrounding these with three shades of blue..
"This is not enough", said He..
Then like magic from the Painter's brush appears a perfect reflection of the sky upon
the earth ~beautiful blue and apricot reflecting from rain drenched country road..
Snow of white, clean as bleached sheets that hang upon a country clothesline, stays
back to let the mirrored image shine...
Such quiet afer a storm reminds me of a quote from a writer that I know~Constance
La France who once wrote, "I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it is my gift to
you."
With one stroke, God's paintbrush impressed upon my mind a sense of the grandeur
and power of His abilities..A Creator that is Sublime
Contest:"Writing In The Sublime"
Sponsor:Constance La France
Written by:Sara Kendrick
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