Fall Colors - another poem by me..

Fall colors
The beauty of God's pallet,
painted or chiseled with a mallet..
By any man on his creation,
no artist in any nation..
can match it's wonder
or the roar of his thunder..
Only God the creator could bless our world with such splendor..
as fall with all it's beauty and color.

Change...

The guards lead him down the long dark hall
roughly laid stones were the walls..

He held onto his faith,
He was at peace knowing, his very life was at stake..

He thought back to many Christian men he had captured,
in his minds eye, he could still picture

Their only crime was their beliefs, their lives he had shattered
he jerked back to now as his chains clattered

Down the steep steps he walked
As the other prisoners gawked.

Now he stood tall knowing his God,
was with him through it all..

Chained to a cold dark wall of stone,
He guided his fellow Christians from his new home..

For once he was an evil lost man, called Saul,
Now a humble God loving man, named Paul
Whose eyes were open when by God's touch he did befall..