I saw a mere glimpse today
a fleeting cherished image
of the shining city on the
hill,
the city with the streets of
gold
high on the horizon on the
mountainside
the sun a flaming ball
perched there
with tongues of orange and
yellow,
rich crimsons and purples on
the hills,
the living clouds, dancing,
as the sunset filled
my peripheral view
Seared into my memory
a fleeting cherished image
of the beauty of the moving
color
the fleeting scene,
captured,
before it fell behind the
distant hills
melting into the darkening
sky
Edited December 16, 2013
The Shining City – v4
(editing original again)
edited July 20, 2008,
The Shining City – v3
based on comments
from Chrissy Siggee, on faithwriters.com
received on 7/18.
The Shining City
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