I am so amazed by the power of the sky. It s a miracle to me that something can be so expressive, yet make no sound. One can marvel at the beauty, and at the rage, As we look to the sky for signs of it s temperament. At night, the moon shines brightly upon God s splendor, While millions of stars dance across the sky. With a storm comes bright flashes of lightning, rumbles of thunder, rain, sleet or hail.
Peace is known to be, when clear skies prevail.
We watch the peaceful entry as the sun rises into sight, And wonder at the reds, oranges and purples as it sets at night. Ah, how blessed we are to have such beauty surround us, Beauty not to be taken for granted, for it is a precious gift from God.