Painting A Portrait Of Heaven Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking and riding bareback through an Arizona desert on the way
to our camp sight, loving the sound of hoof beats against the
ground.

Looking into the sky off and on, clouds drifting by in a beauti-
ful evening atmosphere, daylight about to acquiesce into a brand
new sunset.

Colors of red, orange and yellow blending together to paint a
portrait of God's own heaven, brilliantly lighting up the entire
sky with praise and grace.