As I lifted my eyes up toward the sky...
 
I said to myself, my, oh my...

What wonderful things someone has made...

Giving us lots of comfortable shade.





  
I tried to say their beauty was my imagination... 

But something told me they were God's own creation.

I couldn't believe how foolish I'd been...






I lifted my hands,

got down on my knees,

And pleaded with God to forgive me please.
  






A peace passed over,

gone were the shrouds,
  


  As I was given new life,
 
  in the shade of the clouds.