Saturday, August 3, 2013

#553: Foreshadow

On the way back from a delivery in Tom Nevers,
I had to pull over and run out into Nantucket's Serengeti.

The sun was setting

Behind my favorite black oak

What's that weird shadow?

Oh, a cloud bank near the horizon.

The shadow grows,

And grows.
Seen through black oak branches,
Sunset's glory blocked by
the tiniest of water droplets.
How often do stray thoughts
and consequent actions 
hide God's glory in my own life?
Yet, He still makes it beautiful.
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