When the sun breaks through the sombre clouds, <br />It's as if all the hells' own darkest shrouds, <br />Have suddenly been lifted from the eyes, <br />And one finally perceives, limitless skies <br />Alive with such an abundant light, <br />As if all the Lord's most powerful might <br />Has blazed its way, from his heavenly home, <br />To form a huge and spacious dome, <br />Across this world, our precious earth, <br />A wondrous sight, of such vast worth <br />That it inspires us in an amazing way, <br />His laws to know, his words to obey. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-abundant-light/
