Simplicity

Simplicity…

How fantastic that would be?

To dream…

Of childhood fantasies

To awaken…

Without fear of reprise

To a brilliant sunrise

And cyan skies,

As far as the eyes can see.

No frets or regrets,

Footloose and fancy free

To dance…

Upon the emerald green

Then bask…

In the pure light of day

Relaxing…

While watching amber wheat fields sway

As golden waves,

Reminding us of God's grace every day.

Succumbing gently…

To the twilight hours

Senses so alive…

With the sweet fragrance of flowers.

God's Technicolor pallet…

Dripping behind mountain tops far away.

His stars imbedded high in the Indigo blue

As flickering candles in heaven shining through.

Moon rising…

Slowly over a sparkling sea,

With its silvery pathway narrowing to eternity.

As we pause to stare in awe,

Knowing…

That this is how God planned this world to be,

And His creation, formed in His image,

should have been...

Cloaked in peace in the essence of

Simplicity, withered, by the heart of Eve.