Wysteria Blend
Monday, September 25, 2006
"My Sky"Sunrise pulls back the curtain on a sky full of hope
And the promise of brightness over yesterday's ash
When faith, nestled in its vast white sails
Is the dawn of your dreams, the breath of air divine.
The can snatch your bread, but not you patch of sky
They cannot take away what they did not create
They can break your heart but not your soul
Signs of life will never die.
God made the sky to give us reason to look up
To lift our head and feel hope
To find brightness day and night
There is always reason to believe.
Lifted from "Claire Voyant" by Saralee Rosenberg
