With closed eyes, enjoyed
The sunshine and flowers - Then
Opened them to rain.

Satellite sent up
Into space – shooting star comes
Down onto the earth.

Ocean surface gleamed
In the sunlight – beneath are
The deep, dark waters.

Perching high ‘neath the
Blue skies, a dark mount’nous range -
Laced with pristine snow.

Peeping from beneath
The huge gray rock - a tender,
Yellow wildflower.

The prized blackberry,
Sweet and delicious - nestled
Amongst painful thorns.

Of all the bustling that’s a part of life
Help me to focus on You Lord this day
That I might perform that which I should do
That I may relate that which I should say.

Dear Lord, watch over my soul by the hour;
Let me not wander from the path and stray.
Keep me from danger, both, seen and not seen.
Let me not idle, but to watch and pray.

Lord, as I humble my life now ‘fore You,
Please do look upon this *** of pure clay—
Ah! Keep me today. And as well each day.
E’en when in twilight, and I’m old and gray.

Dear Lord, for whate’er in front of me lay,
Grant it that always with You I will stay.