'The heavens declare his glory,
the sky displays his handiwork!'
The car window is down, the wind is whipping my hair (My daughter is driving, not me, so all good on that front). I am mesmerised by this view, I steady the camera - out the window
(Some what precariously mind you).
I snap a dozen shots, hoping for just one good one.
CLICK, CLICK, CLICK
(Just one really good snap please!)
I can almost touch it,
(This beautiful golden light)
I can feel it's brilliance,
(Dancing upon my skin)
This radiant kiss of heaven,
(Seeping over my soul)
seeps into my skin.
and there ... I got it,
THE breathtaking GLORY.