SUNBEAMS

SUNBEAMS

The desert sun lay waiting
behind the golden mountain
it's beams of burning fire
burst forth like a fountsin

They flew across the morning sky
with such amazing grace
and warmed the very hearts
of every hidden face

They kissed the sleeping heads
of every little flower
and turned the darkest moment
into the brightest hour

They crept across the shadowed land
and over the ocean fair
they melted the snowy mask
of winter that was there

They knocked upon my window
with a tender sound
when I tried to find them
they were nowhere around

I called to them out loud
to please come down and play
but it was time for them
to softly fly away.