The sky is full of bits of cloud
With some that fairly shout aloud
They gather with each wind that blows
In shapes both recognized or posed.
So like an army on the move
That does its best to heav’n improve
And paints us pictures way up high
To keep us focused on God’s sky !
I used to think that I was strong
And knew therewith where I belonged
How sad to learn fate flew away
Ne’er to return e’er aft that day.
So long ago, that distant past
How foolish to believe t’would last
For dreams will keep us warm at night
But vanish with the morning light !
Oh how I wish that I might spy
A comet streaking cross the sky
Or sight a rainbow shining through
When clouds appear misted with dew.
I want to know which way to go
As evening stars commence their show
Or what it takes to reach the moon
By rocket ship or space balloon.
How wonderful this world would be
If seen with eyes of fantasy !
Tis true, tis true, all heaven knows
There is a feeling, grows and grows
We need You Lord, the night blows bold
Tis sad to think, but youth gets old.
They too must trod this selfsame road
Perhaps bearing a greater load
Remember that each breath we take
Has many varied paths at stake.
Make sure each step is firmly gripped
Without a chance, footings have slipped
Take care secure one true regard
Think safety and keep up your guard !
Have you wondered what clouds must see
While floating o’erhead lazily
And what about the mountain’s heighths
With all its smells and sound delights ?
Do you believe that clouds can tell
If all below are doing well
Or when to rain or sail away
Perhaps return another day ?
God’s world is huge and ever wide
What do you think He keeps inside,
Seems it’s a deep dark mystery
A puzzle for eternity ?
When I look up into the sky
So full of creatures that do fly
Where images that catch my eye
May mix with clouds here passing by.
Imagination can’t restore
What it is we are searching for
That special something most adore
A secret gift behind each door.
The world is full of guile and guise
Beneath the sea, above the skies
We live in times of great disguise
Truth is hidden amongst the lies !
Oh Santa Claus, dear Santa Claus
I’m writing to you just because
Christmas is coming round the bend
It’s time to share it with a friend
Though not so simple as it seems
As Christmas nears it fosters dreams.
It is a season to feel young
With Yuletide carols to be sung
It would be nice if we’d return
To days when candles would be burned
When children small were told the tales
Of magic sleighs that had no sails.
The reindeer were believed to fly
Across the reaches of the sky
But let’s pretend a moment more
That elves may work in Santa’s store
It’s true I’ve never seen an elf
Except ceramic on a shelf.
Well never mind, this too shall pass
Like Alice through her looking glass
Until next year, same time, same place
Anticipating your embrace
I pray I’m not too old by then
Forgetting our remember when !
ISN’T IT WONDERFUL TO SEE WITH THE HEART OF A CHILD ?
