do we choose the colors of our life
do we create this world of dreams
does each breath call our name
for us to live and to remain
stormy skies surround us
and greet us at the break of day
with the colors of creations grace
that bring forth heavens glorious face
the power of no choice
brings acceptance and a way
to realize everything is really not for us
but up to God to say
life and death weave a dance
that keeps beat with our heart
and we can be entranced
by the soundtrack of which we're part
dark and light meet here
beyond the minds blind fear
there is a song so sweet
that whispers love to hear
and this fragile moments light
is met with the truth that transpires
an opportunity we can't miss
to be captured by a love that inspires
and stormy skies pass by
and the glory of dawn will die
and we can only decide
how we perceive this magic of life
and this fragile moment
is a blessing in disguise
we can not quite understand
the ways of God and man
