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
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