In my thoughts of thoughts,
As I wondered by,
The mountains and hills,
I wish I could climb.
The beautiful sky, so blue and pink,
To touch or fly, for which I need wings.
The sun that shines above us all,
Gives a breadth of fresh air for a new day is called.
The moon and the stars that glow at night,
Decors the sky with it’s twinkling light.
I wonder how these trees grow tall,
With blooming season and autumn’s fall.
The flowers and roses, with their colourful grace,
Brightens a garden with it’s cool embrace.
The winds that blow across the waters,
Soothes the air with caring whispers.
It’s the miracle of life that we get to see,
God’s limitless beauty and creativity.