Often those awesome yet fleeting things
That touch our lives each day;
Reminders of the presence of God
If we look at things that way.





Iced encased branches of winter's trees,
Or the pleasure in the sight
Of spring's flowers in full bloom
Caressed in golden sunlight.





The reddened sky of evening
As the sun begins to wane;
The clouds that filter fingered rays
Of grace through darkening plain.





Rainbows after summer storms,
The smell of fresh washed grassy lawn;
Autumn's brilliant splash of color
And mountains in the dewy dawn.





Pleasant happy sounds of laughter
And memories of a tender kiss;
To hold your newborn baby child
There is no greater joy than this.