and the sun set…

…with cloud stripes

across

the mountains

the glow began - in a hurry - settling in the clouds - that almost were not there - like fingers stretching out - across the sky - reaching for i know - not what but filled with - a vibrant color only - abba himself can handpaint for - our enjoyment at the - point of sunset - it’s that infamous love pat - which says we’re under - his protection always - and as he leaves - behind a piece - of himself in sheer beauty - we are led to…

a

happy day…..