In a moment of stillness and pomp, sitsa monument of grand proportion. It is ancient,
it is breathtaking, but it pales...
In all his finery, a bloodline king rests
a defiant foot, that was made to trample eventhe most ardent of servants, but he pales...
In a well known city, the glass and crystal leave
a passerby speechless. Even as the sun glistens
through it's many channels, it pales...
Even the temple, to an ancient people of magical power,
which matches the route of a constellation, pales...
The skill of a plastic surgeon, who remakes
from his own imagination, leaving nothing of the original
pattern, pales....
The lily and the rock hold secrets only known to God,
until he so decides to show his hand in a stately
act of grace....
...that never pales.
Looking up and loving the learning process! Kelly in Dallas