I see the world through portals bound
By all the objects that we’ve found
To fill our lives with great excess
Of foolishness that we possess !
I see the world through portals bound
By all the objects that we’ve found
To fill our lives with great excess
Of foolishness that we possess !
When I was young and not too wise
I saw the world through clouded eyes
And often made an error in
My judgement to my great chagrin.
It took a lifetime of regret
To change some choices and reset
The values that I knew were right,
Accepted in God’s proper sight.
I’m sorry that I did not see
The terrors that affected me
Oh what a waste of time it was,
The vanity of youth because
Our God knows best He is the boss
And judges all, win, pass or loss !
Oh winds that blow where have you been
In your journeys, what have you seen
You have roamed your existence through
What else is there as old as you ?
The winds have blown at God’s command
Since He split water from the land
Old Noah floated with the breeze
Until he saw the tops of trees.
From the beginning to the end
Your power has been our best friend
How wise God was on that first day
He planned our world for work and play
And we who think how smart we are
Have not yet changed just one small star !
From the smallest bulging spike that pierces through the dense ground
To the tallest tree whose lofty limbs must ones sight astound
The will of nature’s strength and wealth with its power showing
Where wonderment exists carried on the crest of flowing.
The foolishness of we who think our minds improve the world
Yet little see that without thought the system thrives unspoiled.
Pure vanity to trust that man dispenses breath to life,
Man so like a storm ravages this earth with force and strife
To boast of minute contributions, pointing thus with pride
Not mindful of that sad moment when aim and use collide.
While death, time’s faithful harvester, a worker most devout
Proves in the end the fact that nature’s all life is about.