Did you ever notice the sky at sunset?
When feathers of fire gently
flicker and wave
As they roll up to heaven,
stretching to reach for a
Point where they penetrate
God's holy shrine.
Stars are not visible yet as
the sun settles
Over the crest of a far away
hill;
And sometimes the Moon has
awakened too early
And peeks like a ghost
through the shadowing clouds.
This is as close as we
Earthlings will come
To seeing the face of our
eternal God.
This is the beauty, both real
and imagined,
A preview, a prelude to
afterlife
Where sunsets are constant
and beauty surrounds
Every moment of wait for
eternity.
But we ignore sunsets,
Look to tomorrow...
Too busy to stop...
Too blind to see.
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