I Will Ask The Lord Poem by James Gibbons

Bells pealing.
Majestic voices.
Lift singing spirits.
Overwhelmed.
Tears flow.
Such sublime secrets.
Angles reaching from above.

Mountain tops.
Gleaming through twilight.
Sublime design.
Delicate webs.
Outlined by misty pearls.

By such efforts.
We are one again.
To a new understanding.
Who can know.
What the heart needs?
I will ask the Lord.