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



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