sky is full of stars twinkling bright and high
the shadows that
the moon casts down just make me wonder why...
Why do the stars
hang just so, without a hanger and a rod?
And why do they
sparkle and twinkle, are they winking, and blinking for God?
And why do the
colors so vivid, fade into the gray mist of dawn, when the sun
opossums, owls and fawns?
And why do I live
here on this earth, on this wondrous plain....
Why do I ask these
questions, over and over again.
I know there is
a God Most High.. And a Son who is the Word...
And a Holy Spirit
within my heart to inspire,
and be silently
heard...somewhat like my inner conscience
a small, still
telling me not
to be afraid, to step forward boldly, with pride to finish the
was given to do from my Creator God.
And not look back
but toward the footsteps yet to trod.
At the end of
my future's path may I have finished my race with love,
and have lived
to honor family,
brethren and God
and be planted beside those I love.
And no longer
will I need to ask
over and over
Why to all my
puzzling thoughts and questions,
for I will know