The universe is a glorious thing, I close my eyes and listen to angels sing.
The rain is soothing, lightning uncontrolled. When I close my eyes my heart feels full.
Night turns to day and out comes the light. Somethings about, it just don’t feel right.
Questions are asked and the answers unclear. The question my friends is ” Why are we here?”
We ask our family and we ask ourselves. All the answers are brood, but the most common answer is ” It has to be God!”
Angels still singing, as our Father in Heaven looks down smiling so bright. Now it’s time for day to turn back into night.
Our bodies aren’t heavy and our minds become clear. All that really matters is now, we are here.