I have witnessed your
art my Lord
gracing the evening sky.
That period between
day and night when
one ends, the other begins.
I have been blessed by
the amazing brilliance
of your loving hands,
upon which you graciously
placed upon your canvas
patiently waiting for
your children to see.
But from one moment
to the next,
more beautiful this
masterpiece becomes,
until the moment
when darkness falls
painting the landscape
into deep blackness,
closing your heavenly window.
Alas for this day
has been blessed a
million times over
by your gracious love.
Your love lies everywhere
upon your blossoms, your trees
and especially upon the
colors of the sky.