Frosty sunset
Nuclear spring
The crux of all things vibrant
Sway freely in the ebony zephyr
For it is written children
Rumors of war surround us
Strange signs in the heavens
Shall stir our wayward souls
When our deeds are said and done
In the mirror we stand alone
Such pretty painted faces
Mask our gut wrenching fear
Good news if you dare to seek Him
The Christ…..the only way
Enough said from this aging word man
I believe in love
Digest this as you must
And may we all find His peace
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2010
