In desperation

I will look down

The end of the journey

for the ones who went before;

for inspiration

I will look up up in the sky

In the day

a clear blue; Like a dove descend

But no all ways

for there comes a cloud;

Heavy and black full of fury, anger .. .  .

But I still look up for inspiration

Knowing that the cloud will go away.

At night

The twinkling stars; a queen’s crown.

But not always

For the morning comes to steal in all

But I still look up for inspiration

for soon the sun sets

Bringing with it the twinkling stars.

For the lord looked up in prayer;

so in the distance is the lord

with blessings descending.

So for inspiration I will look in the sky

and with it I see an internal future.