a host of white clouds towers high.
They levitate on wafting breeze,
high above the tall pine trees.
The western sky soon loses its blue
and turns a glorious rosy hue.
Then dying embers fade to gray
as dark streaks signal the end of day.
And as I watch, time ticks on by,
interrupted only by my sigh.
As shadows of evening begin to grow long,
a nesting bird chirps bedtime songs.
Then one-by-one, the stars pop out
til there are far too many to count,
and as I sit, I'm mesmerized
by the glorious sight before my eyes.
And for a while, time stands stone still;
as earth and sky and Spirit fill
my grateful heart with peace anew
like roses glistening with morning dew.
The darkness holds for me no fright,
for I am not alone this night.
I know my Master is always near
and when I call, I know he'll hear.
He gives me courage to face each day
and gently guides me on my way,
and when night falls, I find sweet rest
cradled in his gentleness.
And as I sit and watch, I know
how blessed I am; he loves me so.
Without his love, I'd never see
sweet reminders he left for me.
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