These Are My JOTtings...

Singing Lights

The gracious lights of God have sung,
since 'fore the physical begun
To show the sun of life by day
and moon's reflection, night's display.

The colored lights of sunrise bring
the new day as their Joys full sing.
At sunset lights do sing, again,
in reddish hues the day to end.

The specks of white poke through the dark
of night's black curtain, shade's great park.
More specks of white swim through the deep
a-seeking nourishment to reap.

So sweet the colored Christmas tree
lights sing God's traits for all to see.
The Spirit of the Living Lord
this red the blood of Saving Word.

The orange, yellow, green and blue
sing wisest counsels ever new.
The silver glow, without, within
shows fellowship restored from sin.

The lightning strike from east to west
displays how quick we're judged or blessed.
Each lightning bug appears so quick,
it seems as though it's just a trick.

In darkest past by Aslan's grace,
He colored worlds from singing face.
When C. S. Lewis wrote this thought
the greatest wisdom then was taught.

Creation from the Song of God,
the singing lights all still applaud.
The brightest Light will purify
the broken song by One on High.

by Jay O'Toole
on April 30th, 2018