whipped cream in the sky
fading dusk into twilight
the grandeur
the blazing glory
slowly dwindling as darkness approaches ...

the day comes to an end
another one, today's toil done
drifting, blurring, ceaselessly neverending

who ever said that life is boring?
who ever said that life has no meaning?

look at the sky, the colors of heaven on earth
feel the wind on your cheeks, the redness of skin glowing
touch the cold snow and let it melt on your fingertips
hear the birds chorus and the sound of God's voice in the wind

who ever said that life has no meaning?
who ever said that life is not beautiful?