Venus


You shine there in the blue-black sky

A beacon in the calm of a desert evening

Calling me to

What?

Gazing at you I'm filled with hope

And suddenly young again, beyond

The care and worries

Of the years.

More beautiful than any diamond

Or blazing pearl

I know Jesus is the Morning Star

But looking at you

I can see that He

Loves the evening too.

[5/15/96]


Copyright © 1996 Gordon C. Zaft

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