November 8, 2013

My Journey to God

The Other Side of Sunset

Brilliant, the late evening sun, as I commute westward on my way home.
There is wildfire in the sky and the clouds are all versions of wild pink and salmon,
ivory and lavender, gilded with absolutely no sense of restraint.
The scene is ever more dramatic because of its frame
of blackened trees and houses and all earthbound things.

I get smaller, moving into the darkness,
until I am no more than a participant of the night,
and I watch as the blaze before me shrinks into a rosy glow.
Soon the sky is black, too.

In the dark now, I think about the journey
of my spirit and my numbered days, and wonder,

“What’s on the other side of the sunset, Lord?”

By Cindy Leppert

(Cindy Leppert is a member of St. Christopher Parish in Indianapolis.)

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