A gentle ripple breaks the surface
That shines like glass under the moon
It moves on in concentricity
Continually changing shade of blue
Upon the far side of the water
Stands a mountainside cold and gray
Reflecting snow shows amongst the crags
And shadows of blue here also lay
Frailest wisps of cloud meander through
A dark blue sky of cold expanse
And shimmer with the light reflected
Off the blue liquid below entranced
All combines to pure blue monochrome
Before splitting in glad poly
This captivates the heart that is true
Compelling praise to the Almighty
Now whispers of breeze through every branch
Proclaim in blue indemnity
That pure creation, when purely loved
Breeds within men an eternity
In quiet reverence the light now vows
To reveal the grace of the One
Each sight, each breath the bluest opus
Found in the words of God’s own Son
Because, if through Him all things were made
And He makes richness from the poor
Cannot God then take the bluest heart
And re-create that soul for grandeur?