Icelandic Sunset Poem by Denis Martindale

So few have seen what I've just seen,
On craggy rocks nearby,
A distant stream that's always been
Beneath that pale blue sky...
On my right side, a waterfall,
Cascading pink champagne,
With purple waters under all,
Still destined to remain...

The craggy rocks on my left side,
As if they came from Mars,
To stretch out to the landscape wide,
Where life seems oh so sparce...
Yet beauty graces all about,
In scarlet-crimson hues,
Like royal robes the land wears proud,
To shimmer evening's clues...

As I gaze down for miles ahead,
A flaming yellow sun,
Towards its sunset it has sped
For day's now almost done...
And mid this wondrous spectacle,
That only my eyes see,
It's like I hear the Saviour call,
Declaring love for me...

As to to say, 'I shed My Blood,
On Calvary's Cross to die,
That you'd be saved and come to God,
Not linger, asking why?
But suddenly, a leap of faith,
Would spare your life and more,
Eternal Life, forever safe,
Something to live life for! '

And so I stand upon the rock
As if baptised anew,
Now born again, despite the shock,
By faith that gently grew...
This sunset here's my special one
Of all I've ever known...
For when this evening's truly done,
I 'll know I'm not alone...