Gladdened Heart

The day cannot turn gray though it may be cloudy though the storm may be rowdy but when I walk Your way the day is not gray. The night is not frightening though the moon may not be serenading though clouds may obstruct star gazing but when in Your light I am gazing the night is not frightening. The wind does not turn me cold though it may blow strongly though it may shout loudly but when it is You I behold the wind does not turn me cold. The music of my heart's never dead though the violins may stop their fiddling though the drums may stop their beating but when I feel Your heart turned glad my song becomes a sonnet. By CarolineCecile