Eyes drawn ever upward
Searching the sky…
At times a trace of clouds
Or a plane leaves its track…
The trees stretch
Standing tall to pierce the sky…
At times we catch movement
Of birds in flight…
Wings spread wide to embrace
The power of the current…
From a brilliant blue
To the darkest black…
Colors abound above us
Caught in the beauty of the sunrise and sunset…
These are but a few
Of the glories seen with the naked eye…
At night the myriad of lights
Stars, planets, suns, galaxies abound…
Our Spirits sense the Divine
Our Heavenly home…
That where our Heavenly Father dwells
That which was made possible through Christ our Lord…
Intuitively we search upwards
Knowing that there is One greater…
That there is a Creator
Who is the Alpha and the Omega…
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