“God writes the Gospel not in the Bible alone, but also on trees, and in the flowers and clouds and stars.” — Martin Luther
Mountainous
In the distance there is an indigo, dark-shadowed, snow-crested mountainous ridge rising on the horizon, tinged with soft sunset-pink. It glows with invitation to pause, to admire, as the sky ripples with joy, with beauty and celebration, a daring dusk declaration, as the dark mountains dissolve and morph back into the clouds from which they are formed. While we travel forward, leaving a blaze of sun golden-streaking the sky far behind us, like a final farewell, a golden hurrah, perhaps. And I crane my neck, unwilling to lose the sight or miss the significance of creation once again stirring mountainous hope in my heart, because as this day sighs its dying breath, I know that dawn will come, light will return to bathe the earth in grace, and leave us always wanting more of beauty, wonder, awe. Even as I mourn my lack of evidence, with no photographs to show what I saw, it has burned itself upon my retina, with a defined, sharpened focus in my mind, to become fully developed in my soul, as I reflect and scribe it all. © joylenton
“Beauty reminds you of an Eden you have never known, but you somehow know your heart was created for it. Beauty says, There is a glory calling to you. And if there is a glory, there is a source of glory. What great goodness could have possibly created this? Beauty draws you to God.” — Restoration Year: A 365 Day Devotional by John Eldredge
Poetry Joy 
Joy, always wanting more of His beauty and looking forward to the next journey that will bring it, but still soft in my heart are the memories of the last time I saw….🙏❤️🕊🐝🦋
Oh, me, too, Jenny! I never tire of creation’s beauty. May your memories bring you joy and help you cope if more travel restrictions are instigated due to Covid-19. Stay safe, dear friend. xo 😊💜🌸
Dear Joy,
Thank you for sharing with us a glimpse of the beauty around you there. I loved these stanzas:
I know that dawn
will come, light will return
to bathe the earth
in grace, and leave us
always wanting more
of beauty, wonder, awe.
And your “lack of evidence” even fits in with that theme of faith, that keeps us looking up and longing for more. Even when we can’t see the dawn coming, our eyes of faith trust that He will bring it. Thank you for this precious reminder today. I am sorry I am just now getting here to read, but perhaps God knew the best timing when I would need to be reminded of the coming dawn. Blessings, love, and hugs for you my dear sweet friend! xoxo
Dear Bettie, I’m so thankful for your perceptive gift of reading between the lines of the poetry I write. It brings out hidden depths which often pass me by in penning them. May “our eyes of faith” keep trusting in the light, beauty, hope and joy that are waiting to be revealed in God’s good timing. It’s always a pleasure to see you here whenever you can manage it. Your insightful comments never fail to bring a smile to my face and a warm glow to my heart. Thank you! Blessings, love, and hugs for you, too, my dear sister and cherished friend! xoxo 💜