ARISEN

I heard a rushing fountain,
a pleasing, deafening roar,
a dozen jets all firing,
a sound as loud as war.

I watched the dancing fountain,
the lovely, lively bay,
the dozen plumes all twirling,
the masterpiece ballet.

I looked beyond the fountain,
I saw a red balloon,
'twas floating up into the sky,
and toward the wild blue.

I watched the balloon soar higher,
into the southern sky,
the beauty and the majesty,
as it further did fly.



I thought it was a fountain...
It was to my surprise,
The sound of God's own angels,
Applauding to His sky.

I thought it was a red balloon...
It was to my surprise,
The rising of God's newest saint,
Ascending to on high.


David J Allen
October 16, 2004


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