The Grand Glory

As the sun draws down deep 

     into the distant horizon, 

I know

     it is I who has moved, 

       not the shining light

         of glory now gone.

What is now gone

      is there but not here,

I know

      it is the ever changing constant,   

         the fire that burns,

            but is not consumed.

With the darkness now here, 

    it is gone but present.

I know

    the grand glory remains

       here and there

         and everywhere.