When the Heavens Declare His Glory

When the Heavens Declare His Glory


A tree stands silhouetted

Against an amber sky.

I wonder at the sight

Watching from my window,

At golden hues in orange and yellow

Spread across the horizon.

Like an artist with brush strokes

God paints the heavens with his finger

Merging shades that turn

Dusk into nightfall,

And I imagine all creation

Shouting out his name,

Yahweh! Our God.

In song, adoration and praise.

Poem by: Joyce E. Johnson

Photo credit: T. Wayne Johnson

Nov., 2012

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Posted November 8, 2012 by Joyce in Faith, Inspirational Poems, My Photos, Photography, Poems, Seasons, Writing

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