Sky-art (No Charge!)

 The past few mornings, after many gray day-breaks, have been totally wow-some!

The skyline stretches

Where whispers unfold

Stark raven sketches

On canvas red-gold

Rivers of colour

Burgeon, brim and spill

Over yon border

Across vale and hill

Dream-lands grow dormant

Dim; then disappear

Lost in a torrent

Of soft pink veneer

Hearts burst with wonder

Eyes gape, wide with awe

Praising the author

Of Time’s lofty law

Of His grace extended

Of love’s fortitude

Of blunder amended

With Mercy renewed

…of glory adorning

Earth’s sliver of sod

Of skies charged with morning

And hope charged with God

© Janet Martin

(this passage never loses its beauty)

 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
    his mercies never come to an end; 

 they are new every morning;
    great is your faithfulness.

Lam.3:22-23