A hint of velvet drapes the evening sky
As countless distant stars begin to rise.
I smile at what I see, and then I sigh;
This wondrous scene enchants my aging eyes.
The waking ocean breeze begins her dance;
Her fingers graze my face—a tender kiss.
I gaze in awe at this ornate expanse,
Then bashful silence joins the scenic bliss.
But then I grasp how life is brief in time,
And so, with tears, my eyes begin to well.
And yet, I know one day I'll reach my prime,
Right here on earth, where man will always dwell.
The splendor of creation shares with me
A glimpse of paradise—one day to be.
“Seek Jehovah, all you meek ones!” ― Zephaniah 2:3