Borne on a Hand eye cannot see
A miracle unfurls
Upon a formless canopy
Above a slumbering world
The Artist spreads His master-piece
Across the silent deep
As miracles of hope increase
And draw us from our sleep
Proof of His grace breathes on the dark
And melts its shroud away
The sojourner beneath embarks
Upon another day
Borne on a Hand we cannot see
A miracle unfurls
As mercy’s glorious majesty
Brings Light unto the world
© Janet Martin
Watching the dawn unfold...
from deep dark nothings
pink, blue and gold
unfurl
Miraculous Masterpiece...
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!