The Creators Creation
ON A MOON LIT NIGHT I STOOD ON THE SHORE
LISTENING TO THE OCEANS THUNDEROUS ROAR
VICIOUS WAVES CRASHING ON THE ROCKS
CREATED MANY DISTURBING THOUGHTS
UP ABOVE A GLORIOUS SIGHT
A FULL MOON PASSING THROUGH THE NIGHT
SURROUNDED BY BILLIONS OF TWINKLING STARS
I HAND TO PONDER JUST WHO WE ARE
NO LONGER COULD I HEAR THE OCEANS ROAR
FELT I WAS STANDING BEFORE HEAVENS DOOR
THE DARKEST BLUE THE NIGHT SKY
CAUSED ME TO PONDER THE QUESTION WHY
OF THE BILLIONS OF STARS THAT I COULD SEE
I HAD TO ASK JUST WHO ARE WE
MY LITTLE CREATURA ON THE SHORE
CAME THE ANSWER FROM BEYOND THE DOOR
Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2016
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