Look up

Look up - 23 January 2010
By Appreciable Goodfaithpoet

When my mind is tired and weary
From the labors of this life
And my eyes are burned and bleary
From the stresses and strife,

I’ve focused only on the things
That man has built for me
With loneliness my heart then rings
God’s hand I cannot see.

My eyes are on the sidewalk
Or on the road ahead.
I hear the ticking of the clock
That drives me from my bed.

Yet, if I lift my eyes
To find God’s love for me.
I can gaze upon the skies
And see eternity.

I can see the lovely mountains
The cathedrals of the land.
Yes, I drink from these pure fountains
And I clearly see God’s hand.

I feast on milk and honey
That free and yummy food
Jesus gives us without money
And my soul is then renewed.

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Sincerely,
-Appreciable Goodfaithpoet