Have you felt your spirit soar –
as you reached up to the sky?
Have you wondered at the mystery –
of the clouds that drifted by?
Have you marveled at the whiteness –
of the newly fallen snow?
Have you watched them swirl in darkness –
as the winds of season blow?
Have you glimpsed their time of joy –
as they hover over the sea?
Have you seen them shed their tears –
for the things that could not be?
When you think about the clouds,
and how they came to be,
You’ll see the hand of God –
as it rests on you and me.