Skyscape along Fairview Avenue, QC May 10, 2010
It's our eighth sense and keen eye to see,
In moments we think our mind is free,
When we're caught in doldrums in the sea
And there's no hope from others but Thee.
The beast comes out of its hiding place,
Lurking where there is chaos and craze;
Or where the Good Life that we all praise
Leads us trapped in King Minos' maze.
The sky holds many wonders and secrets,
In mysterious signs the mind interprets;
Nature's kindness bestows in her breathe
Our protection from fear and regrets. ~