A flaming sky
burns the edges of
my consciousness
re-shaping, escaping
ordinary hues
melting rigid scars
into shimmering
feathered lines
across my heart
simply ornate
intricately plain
I believe You are
I guess that's faith
I know my happyness waits
I guess that's hope
I know Your sacrifice
I guess that's love
the colors build
on colors built
I am nothing
a vapor on the wind
a blink in time
my eyes spill
as I stand alone
in the least of me
seeing
what you have
painted for me
a blaze of Glory.
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“For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
I Corinthians 13:12-13 NKJV
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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Comments (4)
Faith. Hope. Love. And yes, you painted all three. Absolutely stunning photos!! 😍
"melting rigid scars into shimmering feathered lines" I especially loved those lines! Such a beautiful photo and poem!
I love the inspiration and deep, loving truth that you bring in your poems.
Thank you for sharing all the amazing pictures that you get!