Glory Cloud Watching over Me.
By
Lonnie C. Crowe
It
rose majestically--
A
mass of towering cumulus
Overwhelming
the horizon
Iridescent in the awakening sun.
To
the west--lightning frolicked on the fringes of the gloom.
To
the east--morning's hope haloed the glistening hillsides.
Did
Egypt look on such a cloud and sense the night?
Did
Israel look on such a cloud and know the Light?
