Sunset On The Bay
A masterpiece is being painted today
Down by the seashore,
down by the bay.
The colors are radiant, as I watch
Standing where
The Master is painting
The sunset out there.
The sky, once so blue,
Is aglow in my sight.
His painting is crimson,
with gold tinted light.
The sea caught the reflection
And doubled the shine.
How I wish I could make
This painting all mine.
The colors are perfect
As they blend one by one,
His waters ... the paints,
His paintbrush ... the sun.
And my thoughts are prayerful
As homeward I plod.
The canvas ... the sky,
And the Artist ... is God.
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Rainbows
Rainbows are such lovely things,
They wipe away the tears,
And bring a glint of sunshine
To the grey robed somber years.
For what is life without a dream
To hold, to live, to see
The colors of God's lovely world
As it was meant to be?
Time is a rainbow passing by.
Just see how fast it flees,
Leaving just a silver cloud
With its golden memories.
Hope is a rainbow out of reach ...
Needs courage to go on,
To climb the mountains, ford the streams
To reach the dream beyond.
And memory is a bright rainbow,
All lovely lights that glow,
Recalling all the happy times,
No rain clouds spoil the show.
So, dreams are rainbows unfulfilled.
But reflect the heart's pure ray,
Thus make them arch around your life,
Add color to your day.
Happiness is the brightest one,
A prayer without an end,
To seek the treasures of your life
Where all the colors blend.
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Personality
Across the room I watch the drama
of a presence, blossom and unfold,
to warm this place with inner glow;
A shining radiance that fills my heart.
While within this magic circle
I am drawn like all others
by a magnetism I cannot describe.
And I wonder, yes, I wonder
Why is this so?
For when she smiles, it's like a sunrise
and she needs no piper's music
to make the children follow.
The music is the magic of her smile.
As for me, I can only wonder
why I'm bound to this bright spell;
but I know it's something different,
elusive, rare and wonderful.
Could it be a spirit's fire
lit by someone long ago?
Like a shining flame eternal
that will never, never die?
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