Take my hand
I’™ll carry you on wings of sound
to a place you’™ve never been before
where raindrops each within them have
a rainbow and a shaft of light
where clouds, rimmed with gold and silver
hang in a bluer sky
Where sun and rain at once do light
a godly place of deep delight
nor ever thought could be so bright
as in this magic place
The glory of the morning’™s rise
the joy of green within the eyes
then ending ‘“ when deep silence comes
‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘  return once more to mundane times.