Painting

Feb 10, 2008 - 11:21 AM PST

Two things I saw clearly.
There, floating on a mirror,
carpeting the feet of a black,
slender pear, were myriad tiny petals of white lace.
Then, as the angel's brush swept upward,
it drew my gaze with it.
Surmounting the gracious tree
a profusion of red and orange leaves,
mixed like fire.
God was at it again,
commissioning his angels
to adorn His wide cathedral.