CLOUDS
I cannot ask more
but that you walk on clouds…
O men and women of the land of sky
Exalted and shining will you be…
The hymns you sing will carry far
The words you say will heal the brow
Of those in sorrow caught
And one will cry no more…
There will be sun and rain and joy
There will be smiles so serene
There will be a gentle voice that say
I have seen and it was good…
And so the legend will grow
Of men and women who walked this land
In humble spirit and humble mind
In truth softly whispered…
Al Rakurof