A couple of nights ago, I walked into the bedroom and, looking through the window, the beauty in the sky took my breath away. I really felt I was looking at the handiwork of God, that God was actually in the sky.
As I lay in bed shortly afterwards, these words came into my mind.
I saw you in the light of the sky.
I felt you in the warmth of the sunset.
I heard you in the silence of the stars.
A second verse grew from this.
I see you in the flowers of the fields.
I feel you in the breeze upon my face.
I hear you in the callings of the birds.
The poem which follows this post grew from these two verses.
