No One Can Hide

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No One Can Hide
By Arley Steinhour 031117

Gently, a Snow Flake, falls,
From, the morning sky,
Without wind, it stalls,
At window, as if to say, 'Hi.'

Continuing to flutter,
Joins the snow upon the ground,
Looking like Pure White Butter,
On toast, that's been Browned.

I munch on Hot-Pancake,
In a mood that is quite Cheery,
As, my Fasting, I do break,
Multi-Grained, with Blue-Berry.

Pancake's, multi-grain flavor,
Crowned with Syrup, and Apple,
Gives a taste, that's to Savor,
Blending, Apple-sauce, with Maple.

My heart-beat, aglow,
With the Blessings of Jesus,
As I Ponder, His Word-Flow,
'Emanuel, (Our God, With Us).'

How easy it is, to Glorify,
Jesus, the 'Apple, of my Eye,'
When I lift my eye to the Sky,
Seeking, in the Clouds, 'His Fly-By.'

Any soul, not Reborn, at 'His Coming,'
To 'Snatch Away His Church/Bride,'
Won't Recognize 'His Trumpet's Calling,'
'The Oncoming-Doom,' where, 'No One Can Hide.'

AMEN