High in the sky

As the clouds blow on by

Higher and higher

Up into the sky

My hands reach out

I can touch the blue

Like my finger paints

I can really touch the blue.

Air rushes past my face

Wind like tickles from angels

Quick touches ruffle my hair,

More along my face.

I close my eyes to see differently

Am I a bird?

Or another cloud floating along above Texas?

My stomach goes up

My stomach sinks down,

Maybe an astronaut landing on the moon

Or a dolphin skipping on ocean waves,

Like running through a park

My strong tail splashing.

Then , with my eyes open wide

I jump from the swing

To see how far I can glide.


About Gary Bertnick

I was a Minnesota teenager in the late 1960's. I was drafted into the military after an intense time at an engineering school. As a graduate chemical engineer and former athlete, I became a Marine Corps private. The Lord spoke to me through a friend while visiting Rapid City,S.D. My true discipleship began in Southern California and was boosted through association with Morris Cerullo Ministry and others. I fed upon the Scriptures and have learned to be led by the Holy Spirit. I know what the fear of the Lord is. What I write is done to honor the Lord and to touch the lives of those who know Him as well as those who should.
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