To Heaven

To Heaven My Lord, my King, my Sovereign Father, mercy and grace. The finest flowers for the hour of Your birth. Lost are the souls born of monkeys, swimming fish from the proverbial sea. The swamp of ugly lies. Low that I kneel to my creator, humble at the hand of the Lord. Grateful for the kindess, in earnest to seek... Your word. Ever Your will to be... mine own. Selah, I sing... Lifted hands to heaven. In peaceful solemn reverence, to your almighty power, and awesome might. Gentle lamb, roaring lion, Rabi, teacher, healer and kind ruler of all that is.... Ever moving the sun across the sky, the moon spinning at your leisure. I can only wonder, what my tiny soul can do, that would bring you laughter, and joyful pleasure. As I dance before you, unable to move my feet, I am ever aware... the Light of God, shines around me. Warm and safe in the coldest night. My soul in his keeping, untill the morning light... The distance between his precious love, and my heart has no measurement at all.