In Silence Rumpled Edges Roll
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Nobody, but nobody, commented last week's poem. Doesn't
keep me motivated, folks. So here's your chance to
redeem yourselves.
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This one comes early this week, in spite of your
dereliction of duty last week. 🙂
IN SILENCE RUMPLED EDGES ROLL
by J. Randal Matheny
In silence rumpled edges roll,
The floating mass advances slow;
The far horizon its sliding goal,
Its colored jewels the rising bow.
>From pure and incandescent white,
To blues and angry purple storms,
These curling wisps lift up our sight
To contemplate their changing forms.
Theirs the glory, exalted high,
>From them appear angelic crowds;
God crowned these domes of the vaulted sky,
When Jesus rose amid the clouds.
And theirs a double honor when --
By trumpet's blast our waiting ends --
Amidst the clouds of the world of men,
The Savior for his own descends.
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