God every morning
Morning coming with all sense,
Sleeping like a dead man,
No secrets to fancy,
God is immense.
Your eyes are free,
The clouds and sky,
Butterflies,
One tree.
Like a new age,
Rich and brave,
Rain and sun,
God and the man.
Just pray,
Your choice,
Your voice,
God say.
Victor Marques
God, morning, voice, sleep