*Photo purchase from Big Stock Photo—Majestic sunset in the mountains landscape. Overcast sky before storm. Carpathian, Ukraine, Europe. Beauty world. by Leonid Tit

By Juneta c 2009

My pillow is the cloud

As I dip my feet in the sea of heaven

I stand alone on the edge

And stare into the forever blue

.. ..

My soul cries to unite

Yet I am isolated by my pain

Trapped in the roaring rage

That slaps at me in consequence

.. ..

I fear you will not hear my cries

Even as I lift my eyes

So I might bath in your light

As the tidal wave of change sweeps in

.. ..

Majestic is your welkin

As dusk filters down

I seek the peace of your creation

And your grace to see me though

.. ..

For I know not what lies ahead

I have stumbled in folly

And tripped over the brier

I can no longer see the path clearly

.. ..

So I wait like a sheep for its Shepard

Eyes to your empyrean

For the shelter of your Spirit

Until I can reach a safe harbor

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