Arrows to the Sky
Arrows to the sky Snow-capped wonders Rise and rise Yet, I often forget How small we are Amidst heaven’s breath As they point majestic steeples Toward the creator We stand feeble Often unaware We are nothing If not for where They came from The creator of the sea, the sky, the sun All I can do Is stop and stare Take a breathe Know I’m where I was created to be Under the canvas of heaven Small, but loved And simply bring My Heart as a sacrifice of praise To the maker of this day 05/24/26 clc