FIREFALL, YOSEMITE



At winter's end when ice is melting
and mists shroud the cliffs in chiffon veils,
reflections of the setting sun, in perfect angle,
like the finger of the Lord, strike the cascade
and ignite the waterfall to flame.

And lo! the Angel Gabriel appears,
his head bowed in awe at the power and majesty
of God's hand upon the world. A fleeting instant
branded on the mind and soul
filling the heart with wonder at His work.


Here is a link to this story which inspired the poem



http://www.cultureledger.com/amazing-yosemite-firefall-horsetail-firefall-california-america/

3 comments:

Patsy said...

Incredible picture. Grace - and a lovely poem.

Dedication said...
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Grace said...

Thank you, Patsy. Have just found this comment, sorry!