Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky.

Lord, I have loved Your sky,Be it said against or for me,Have loved it clear and high,Or low and stormy.

The hurt is not enough: I long for weight and strength. To feel the earth as rough to all my length.

Some day I shall sing to thee in the sunrise of some other world, I have seen thee before in the light of the earth, in the love of man.

The trees come up to my window like the yearning voice of the dumb earth.

I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or small. I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things. I can change the course of nature. I can place myself anywhere in space or time. I can summon the dead. I can perceive events on other worlds, in my deepest inner mind, & in the minds of others. I can I am.