A Solid Path For Me

The crimson sunset speaks to me,
forever knowing my dreams await.
The moon will arise to meet me,
a silver beam that shines my fate.

These are God’s creations in the sky,
and I marvel at them every day.
I believe in the truth they represent,
and listen to every word they say.

For the warmth of the sun bathes me,
keeping me safe from the cold of hate.
The moon marks a solid path for me,
and reminds me to pause and pray.