Posture yourself atop the hills among the firefly lanterns
Where the mountains rest beside carpets of still-life
Waltz around the outskirts of its beautiful night life,
amidst the gentle chirpings of baby terns
I know this place where lady bugs and beetles coalesce
A salve in the midst of a now troubled world
I often abide here, away from turmoil and stress
Drawing a parenthesis around my own rumbling world
The glow from a thousand suns have drawn these lands,
in a kaleidoscope of images from its sun-filled pen
You'll feel the tranquil winds across the hinterlands
As you reverently reflect on the spirit within
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth
His spirit was hovering over the face of the water's birth
The earth was without form and void, until God
And darkness was over the face of the deep, until God
