When the ethereal blue mists
of the heavens sweetly kiss
the effervescent,bubbly shores
of the blue-green ocean,
and the blood red sun
rises over the equator
splashing the sleeping land
with it's radiant,golden light,
erasing the cool white rays
of the moon,
then shall love come to call upon us.
And shall carry us away
to a wonderful far off land
upon a pale white steed
to an eternal place of great delights
where our hearts and souls
will be bathed in glorious joy.
Donavon Scott Vinson