Thoughts beyond expressing, no words, no song or rhyme,
Here among the verdant fields, colours reach their prime.
Every flower, a masterpiece, every tree, a climb,
Every breath, a lease of life, every hour, sublime.
Another time, another place, another chosen hour,
Another, golden sunshine, another, April shower.
Another chance to seek You out, to praise Your name and power,
Another yet, to pause, to pray, to smell another flower.
A touch, a little closer, your warmth against my own,
For know that I am for you, no more of days alone.
Outside the darkness, fearful, with winds that chill the bone,
Yet find in me, a fire, the home, you’ve always known.
“Touch me and see, …”
~ Luke 24:39
Let life, its sweetness find you, shades of rosy hue,
A taste of God’s creation, the tropics shining through.
Turning all, refreshing, the jaded, made anew,
The goodness of His bounty, the earth, in fullness due.
Come, bring for us a smile, a spark to light our day,
When hope has gone asunder, and right, its path astray.
With warmth, a quiet spirit, your knowing, gentle way,
Then rain will be as sunshine, and Spring, the treetops sway.
Hitch a ride across the sky, to galaxies afar,
Upon the beaming crescent moon, astride the shooting star.
Where the lights of heaven, from ages, near and far,
They lead the way to you, my love, home, to where you are.
O say yes to this dance with me, above the treetops, free,
Among the whispering clouds, the far horizon, see.
The gentle wind, so lifting, the warmth, the gleaming sea,
Where all a distant worry, the floor, just you and me.