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On A Clear Day |
On a clear day Lord,I can feel you all around me. I can reach toward the heavens......... And there is no in between....Just you and me..on a clear day. But today Lord,I feel so alone.I feel as though the world has been removed,snatched up by some invisible source, And I am here alone. Forgive me Lord.I know you have not forsaken me,and all who loved me yesterday ,love me still. But my human frailties,they are talking so loud,they are drowning out the voice of reason,the voice that I rely upon... On a clear day. My soul is weeping Lord,and sleep no longer clears my head.. No sleep,seems almost frivolous,wasting precious moments, Time that would elude me...on a clear day. Life is so fragile,and we take it all for granted, plodding along,day by day. Then life turns the page,and storm clouds cover me, Consuming all my energy,leaving me weak and weary. But still I search for the rainbow....that follows the storm. So today I am reaching Lord,towards the Heavens,arms outstretched,and asking Lord,help me. Help me clear the storm,from my mind,so that I may once again,feel the joy of each new day.My eyes are searching for your Rainbow. Help me to see,what I need to see....I know you will lead me through... Hold my hand,until I find my way.......to a clear day. -Bobby Smith copyright:2000(4th collection) Written for and dedicated to my cousin Betty June |
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