Storm skies cleaved by lightening flash,
laud Creator with shouted thunderclap.
Open-mouthed, trumpeting lovely perfume,
lilies-of-the-valley silently blare their tribute.
Rollicking streams, flush with blessing,
Gush and gurgle an audible thanksgiving,
The very stones rise up into peaks arched timelessly,
point toward the stars, toward the God of eons endlessly.
The chant: Heaven has visited the earth with salvation!
Glory forever to the First-And-Last and glory to the Lamb!
published in PrayerWorks
©2010 Bonnie Manion