Northern Lights

A fairly recent prose the Lord gave me....enjoy!

Northern Lights
Allison Kach (Sept.3/09)

I’ve seen the Northern Lights,

A twinkle in Your eye for me.

I’ve seen showers of (shards) of light,

Dancing to the rhythms of Your grace.

Colours imposed from heaven,

Echoing life onto a dark-night canvas.

Mixing, moving, turning,

Across the horizon in leaps.

Expanding whirlwind disturbing the stars,

While shrinking back from the bottomless black.

Alive and vividly appearing,

Perhaps a mirror of my own heart’s longing.

To be in the centre of the Master Painter,

Shimmering beauty as I follow His finger.

Pointing, brushing, dreaming, seeing,

All that He has planned for the future.

And I, His light, fill in between His strokes,

Blending and bleeding the colour of His love.

Into this masterpiece for seeing eyes to see,

With such care and gentleness flowing.

Yet in a moment, as if in a blink,

I fade into the black without a trace.

The reflection of heaven returned to its place.

The audience below not missing,

What it had not seen or heard,

Or expected to continue,

Any longer than it should.

And I stand as one steady in wonder.

In the still black night,

Giving ovation for such a production.

To the ONE

Behind the curtain, under the colour

The hand that holds it all together.

With expectation bursting forth,

I say

Come out from behind heaven’s cloud

And receive praise and accolade.

You who time cannot change,

You with the eyes of fire

That works such beauty for Your pleasure.

Show us Your face and save this display,

For Your light is brightest and fullest,

And perhaps today is that day.

When I will see You face to face.