Thru His Eyes

Through His eyes there is no reprise.

Through His eyes nothing can be disguised.

A blink of an eye here, a flash of the camera over there.

Be quick to hear His voice as He leads you to the captured moment’s choice.

Ah, what will His eyes behold when the work in progress does unfold.

Through His eyes, captured moment’s in time flow in the painted strokes

To make melodious rhyme.

As He is, so are we in this world.

Through His eyes, there is the promise our eyes will behold.

The blessing of His glory dust is sprinkled like gold as

“Thru His Eyes” unfolds.

By Dee Sturgis © 2011