Among the clouds an angel flies
in swift retreat from stormy skies.
The heaven’s sun-gold glow of light
spreads its path; to our delight
this promises that, after rain,
its beams will bless the land again.
So it has been since time began,
this pact between both god and man
and natural law’s perfected plan.
With thanks to the prompt this week from Tess at MagpieTales. I took a tiny snippet from the photo, then kept this down to a mere 55 words, in memory of G-Man.
An angel. Yes - Well spotted! And well written. This is a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteI often think of Galen .. he influenced my life more than he could ever have known.
ReplyDeleteSharp, finely tuned in both meter and rhyme. Well done.
ReplyDeleteexcellent vision and words
ReplyDeleteStunning job! We're dying to see rain here in CA!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, Jinksy. :o)
ReplyDeleteA different and delightful take. Brilliant.
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A descent and recovery mission or is heaven all around us if we but choose it ?
ReplyDeleteI really like this.
ReplyDeleteWe had some rain today and the temperatures have dropped. It is wonderful.
this is just so beautiful! <3
ReplyDeleteOh my. I smiled a lot. This was simply delightful!
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