Peaceful Prism

Windows glisten, as they frost
Looking out at colder blues
Red and yellow and orange views
Fellow shades for warmer hues

Geometric prisms serve
In patterns turn, kaleidoscopes
eyes are rolling in an arc
painting pretty isotopes

Beyond the specs of yesteryear
Tears that glow yet move on by
For God, our hungry appetite
His beauty sings, a lullaby

Sweet and soft, the tender beams
Filling longing souls with glee
Melting frozen hearts with ease
Holy Spirit heals and frees

He who hung the whole world wide
Holds us in His hand so tight
Lays us in His bosom light
Bids us come without a fight

The eye doth rise above each plight
In His strength and in His sight
His victory grins from ear to ear
His song with muffs to warm us here

Kelly S Griswold

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