I Look Up To The Sky
The sky laid in splendour, My eyes held its gaze An eternal face. To see this world created Through a single thread. It is by the calm eye of God, It is the wind that guides the colours of the sky, Stretches and sits them above, And pulls the thread out of the needle. Colours erupt Before the coming of night, I find myself in awe. A gracious presence I bear, To view such a…