The Silver Pathway
By Megan Amelotte
I look out across a blue horizon,
the sun reflecting off the sea,
creating a pathway of silver coins
that Jesus walks across to me.
With a brush He paints the sunset,
with colors so vibrant and bright.
The reflecting coins turn copper,
Dazzling the world with their light.
He sinks the sun into the distant waves,
from the sea the moon is pulled.
He throws it up into the sky,
to be rocked in sleepy hold.
The sea and sky are painted black;
in the sky the moon holds tight.
The waves stroke tired shore;
the pathway of coins turns white.
From the path Jesus takes thousands of coins,
throws them into the great scroll of sky,
where they shine down as stars,
smiling from their perch so high.
I look out across a black horizon,
the moon reflecting off the sea,
creating a pathway of stunning white coins
that Jesus walks across to me.
