I gaze into the evening sky,
Oh my, do I smile.
The sun does a picture paint,
As I see real art unfold.
I see the birds flying around,
I see and hear the sounds of life,
I smile, for I appreciate the things I see,
They are all a part of me.
And as those colors all aglow
Do fade into the evening,
I look up and say a quiet Thanks,
For I sense the reverence.