I was lost at bluer skies
seeking depth within your eyes
beautiful strands of wisdom away
sad melancholy countenance sway

billowy vessels cast darkened floe
o’er lazy fields tarnished meadow
why do i resist distant call
that frequents ear spring and fall

for I wish to rest pour out my soul
humility transcends prideful toll
descend now from higher ground
pleasure nods soft and sound

how I’ve sought this pleasing cool
respite near inviting pool
greener lea softens where i trod
quiet sanctuary with my God.

(c) 2016 rickjstassi