Deep, stretching
textures depicting colors of feverish royalty swirled with
misty grays and shy blues. A final touch and silent screaming whisper
of our Maker’s delight. A blush as He kisses our foreheads goodnight and
brings out the moon to reflect the promise of tomorrow’s Light. An
inspiration of the moment, a bit of gold spilled from heaven, a comma before
the continuation. All of this wrapped up in one breathtaking picture that tells
a story. The story trails off with a wispy signature of crimson followed
by an epilogue … He hasn't forgotten – He is coming back riding upon
the clouds. The story isn't finished, it has only just begun.
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