SALVATION

The monsoons are upon us,
And a fresh breath of life
Has been breathed into my nostrils.
Rays from the sun
Crack open the gray clouds beaming down
On the children of the day,
And the rains bring new life
As darkness covers us for the night
(Like a warm and cozy comforter)
I gaze upon the panorama
Of the northern Arizona sky
With it’s magnetic shapes
Of scarlet, blue and purple,
Which remind me of the veil in the
Tabernacle Moses built in the wilderness,
Which separated the most holy place from The Holy Place
And the outer court
While The Majestic Black Mountain Rang
Fade in an awesome silhouette of peaceful obscurity…

submitted by:
Ivan A.