I watch
as the writer
reaches for the quill,
as the artist uses colour
and hones their skill.
I seek to learn
as the musician
strokes the right key
I wonder in amazement of all the harmony.
All of nature begins to unfold
in the morning majestic sunrise
or in the evening’s reds and golds.
I am fulfilled in joyous gratitude
as the love of the Creator fills my life.
I reach out to another
to walk with them through strife.
I reach inward now to give thanks
at the end of my days
To live in loving service to share the love in praise.
