The gold of the sun as it lowered
Made a golden line on the water.
The clouds were lighter gold,
And the water reflected gold back,
Until it was a golden world
Of rhythm and glory.
And then a cloud rainbow appeared,
And reflected on the other side,
Until I felt like I was in the presence of God,
With a throne of gold radiating in a circle
Around the Son, covering all with glory.
I suppose I am always in His presence.
But sometimes the earth shows his glory
More clearly.
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