I love when God,
starts to finger paint . . .
Autumn’s glorious colors
with no holds or restraint.

The colors splash about,
vibrant shades of orange-red
mingled with shiny slivers
of a brilliant golden thread.

As the rain begins to fall,
the colors appear to run
smeared across the horizon
as the clouds hide the sun.

The streets get all blotted,
with crispy yellow leaves
as they do their wind dance
to soggy roads they cleave.

I love when God,
fingers begin their painting
it reminds me of the glory . . .
He has for me awaiting!

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Jeremiah 5:24

Neither say they in their heart,
Let us now fear the Lord our God,
that giveth rain, both the former
and the latter, in his season: he
reserveth unto us the appointed
weeks of the harvest.

Copyright 2016 Revised 2022
Deborah Ann Belka

~ to GOD be the…