In Texas God once turned a street to gold
And as an after thought - stretched soft textured air across a continent -
So subtle was the miracle that no one noticed.
In this floating vision there is rumor of another world
Realm of singing angels and ancient spirits forever young and whole
And the portent of paved streets of gold - New Jerusalem -
Infinitely greater than an evening's optical illusion.
Bill Grace
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/god-in-texas/
