Compelled
I felt compelled within my spirit
Even though it's icy cold
To go out on the porch for just a minute
To enjoy the works of God
When the door I opened
Beauty and sound did surround
For the sun was rising in the distance
Flashing color all around
The mist was rising in the distance
From the creek down the way
The sky was ablaze in color
From red to pink then gray
The sun a fireball blazing
So close to mother earth
With jet steaks of white cotton
Across the pale blue morning sky
The colors constant changing
As slow as a clam opens its shell
The banks of colors awed me
Filled my spirit until it swelled
The roosters sang in unison
Their love for the miraculous show
The mist just kept on creeping
Till the pines and forest overflowed
Now the mist surrounds me
Chilling me to the bone
But I feel wrapped in God's
Abiding love that comforts and upholds
There goes another jet streaking
Across the morning sky
The exhaust will add one more
Layer to the color of the sky'
To be able to capture in words
Or on a canvas fine
The beauty that I see
In God's loving hand divine
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