Thursday, June 14, 2012
Glass (for Skip)
Looking through a window
apart from the world
watching from the shadow
of the wings of Him
in whom is no shadow
His eyes run to and fro, yet
He never turns away
We stand behind glass
No barrier to Him
Who shares glimpses
of what is beyond
Now we see through a glass
then we shall see face to face
where the streets are made
of gold as pure as glass
