How the skies are gazed upon
seeking Heaven's gate.
I can almost hear the song,
even though I cannot see.
We can listen with our hearts,
trembling at the thought.
The One above has provided
so much enduring love.
Sometimes they disguise
themselves as helpers
In our realm, oh, so wise.
With a leaping thought,
my soul is comforted so.
Resting assured I stride.
