Marvel-scape...

 

Then as the mist began to fade I realized a miracle was happening right before my eyes or,

beneath my feet!...a frosty fringe on everything! I knelt, as if on holy ground to kiss the Creator's feet...

These are six of approx. 200 photos I took this morning, because when you point the lens at God's handiwork every shot is perfect!

The sky unravels like a prize

Above a land of gaping sighs

We traipse its wonderment with eyes

Knowing we witness but a gasp

Of Who or How or What God is

To we, the darlings of His kiss

Where we plunder fortunes of mist

To find Something to clasp

The land is like a marvel-scape

It flaunts nature’s four-season cape

And while That Thing of Years takes shape

We fumble with Time’s readiness

Adjusting plans, mustering prayers

Adding or else subtracting chairs

As Birth and Death startles our stares

And jolts us to keen Awareness

We, stitch of skin that clothes The Soul

That binds us to an Awesome Whole

While seasons roll and eons toll

Reiterate the What and Why

It pours unstoppered through our gaze

From Mercy’s heavenly freeways

We grapple with earth’s girth of days

Hinged to the dirt hinged to the sky

...that unravels like heaven’s prize

Anemic glimpse of paradise

Waiting beyond our hoarded whys

Forevermore; ah, what a word

Then we will meet God; who for This

Lavished us with creation’s bliss

As a foretaste of Who He Is

The King of kings and Lord of lords

© Janet Martin

just a few more, I can't resist.