WHEN I THINK BEYOND

Observing the skies

Wisdom becomes wise

I began to think

Heaven comes to mind

The thought of prayer

Looking for a blessing

When it comes being devoted

Committed spirit in my heart

Determined

A moment of praise

When understanding seems so far

Knowledge rushes in being expelled

Assurance sometimes becomes a lack

Faith is strengthened at every length

The thought of being a creation

The mold of true self built just right

Purpose having an assignment

The thought of a refreshing fountain

Clear waters that quinch my thirst

I am hungry

Solid ground of plenty

In a matter of thinking beyond

Heaven’s permission living among and embrace in the days to follow.