Sunday Afternoon Musings (Cloudless)

Sunday Afternoon Musings (Cloudless)

My eyes look into the bright blue skies

But they cannot do so for long

The sunlight is too bright

And there is no endpoint on which to focus

My eyes keep wanting to see something they can grasp

Something they can clasp

Anchored into the sure, the known

Yet into the wonder I have been thrown

So deeper, higher I long to see

So I look again

And see the smile, the face of God


The vultures come by the droves

One hawk soars among them

Even death is swallowed up in worship

Transformed into the sweeping flight of angels

Dancing majestically to the music

A scavenger turned to soarer

In the midst of the one who knows

In the midst of the one who is known


Interruptions are the sounds of life

So don’t bemoan them like death

For silence is the music of the graveyard

And order its breath of day

So do you please care to stay

Fill my life with your vibrant libations

I will do so in return

For this is how the living learn

To swim in the wondrous waters

The places of the deeps, unknown

For again it is into wonder we’ve been thrown

We have to force ourselves out of the joys

By walking the earth alone

It was never meant to be that way

So I’ll step into the fray

All the while stepping into the peaceful



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s