On the trailing edge of night,
in a gallery on high,
hangs an ever-changing painting
on a canvas made of sky.
Using colors mixed from starlight
on a palette made of love,
He creates enduring splendor
in His work of art above.
At once static and dynamic
as it flows around the Earth,
it epitomizes hope
as it symbolizes birth...
it changes every moment,
stays a moment, then it's gone...
yet exists for all eternity;
the miracle of dawn.~Dean Neighbors~
On the trailing edge of night,
in a gallery on high,
hangs an ever-changing painting
on a canvas made of sky.
Using colors mixed from starlight
on a palette made of love,
He creates enduring splendor
in His work of art above.
At once static and dynamic
as it flows around the Earth,
it epitomizes hope
as it symbolizes birth...
it changes every moment,
stays a moment, then it's gone...
yet it's constant through eternity;
the miracle of dawn.
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