The Morning Sky

I awake this morning feeling the clouds Thundering from the mysterious blue sky And something abstruse is bidding me goodbye The shadows of life overwhelmed me and rage is silently growing inside me My tears have been welled up for days And my soul is yearning for a quite place to stay I longed to hear running water gushing from the hill Birds singing in the tree tops with sweet music chiming in I hunger for that tender hour when I can enjoy life's splendor To mingle with people of my caliber and sing in the grand opera At nights my spirit is not silent and my soul crys out loudly I can feel stones grinding in the mill And the melting ice covering the shapeless earth The language of life is having its toll weeping within the mesmerizing circle And something miraculous is trying to come in Not pressed for time but it continues to move slowly Making its way to the battle ground I buried myself between the tall trees watching the sky grumbling above And rebuking the secrecy that surrounds me I watched mankind sin's hanging from the trees Staring at them in the dark holding on to his lifeless heart The power of God ambushed me and a bright moon engulf me I am sad but not broken I am hurt but motivated I can still feel the soul of nature around me And the presence of God watching over me