Wednesday, August 22, 2012


There is a time just past sunset
...conditions may arise

That cause your head to turn up West
and gaze at painted skies

The light of day has traveled on
To others in midday

But left behind is afterglow...
Reminding of His grace

That even when He seems to leave
His beauty is still there...

The glory of the sun so great
We cannot watch the light

He paints the clouds with loving care
That afterwards we might.

Psalm 65:
Those who live at the ends of the earth
    stand in awe of your wonders.
From where the sun rises to where it sets,
    you inspire shouts of joy.

Rob Smith

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