Searching for better days, precious moments slip by
Looking for the perfect sunset, her face passes by unnoticed
Passionate about the future, the present becomes meaningless

She cries a thousand tears as the day falls away
Opportunity is lost as he wallows in self-pity
The answer is in the mountain but he can only see dirty fingers

The Answer appears
In the clouds He shines
Blue, yellow and orange rays
They shine down on his struggling limbs
A soul laden with condemnation lifted with spirits of grace
Grace becomes joy in the moment

A shroud is lifted and the green valley is exposed
Full of growth, his soul leaps forward for once
Beauty surrounds every corner as the climb continues

The stars now radiate in the sky and he is faithful without fear
Leaping up the rock he feels his spirits dancing all around

The navy sky brings serenity and then the rain falls
His mouth is filled with laughter as the drops bring refreshment
The small cloud rolls on in a glorious movement

Gratitude swells his heart as he knows peace
The dawn omnipresent in his soul