Beneath your majestic skies,
I walk, Dear Lord, as I give thanks.
I look at the blood
rush through my veins,
this miracle of life,
that you have created,
and I am in awe,
of your creations.
I breathe in the air
you do provide,
into my life sustaining lungs,
a master piece of yours,
as that of countless many others.
Then there is the heart,
capable of feelings
unimaginable.
Feelings of a love,
the deepest love,
surrounded by a dream,
a beautiful dream.
The dream of we
and eternity.
A dream so beautiful,
until lost.
Feelings of love,
replaced by
pain unimaginable.
Yes the feelings
from the heart,
they can take us
to the highest
mountain tops,
and
they can take us,
to the lowest
depths of hell.
You may ask,
why would anyone
what to have an organ
capable of feeling
such great pain?
Once you have felt the love,
that we once shared,
you will realize,
no price be too great.
Such a pity,
it could not last.
Still, I thank you Lord,
for the beautiful times,
of which there were
so many.
