Wagoner Porter

I see the sky and wonder why it's blue instead of red



I see a tree that's lost its leaves and wonder why it's dead



And the sun that keeps us warm and fills the day with light



Then I marvel at the stars that twinkle through the night



The mountain peaks that stand so high they seem to disappear into the sky



And across the snow capped mountain I see the blue horizon



With streaks of whiter that linger there behind the jets sublime



Such miracles my eyes behold all part of God's creation



There's so much beauty to be seen in moments of meditation



I speak to God while quiet and still the questions in my mind



Of things that I don't understand each myst'ry that I find



I find the answer quickly there for my soul's salvation



When I talk to God in moments of meditation



I ask God why someone like I should be so richtly blessed



While some who speaks his name so true and hungry and distressed



Then his voice is silent in my meditation with him



Which lets me know that some things must be known only to him



There's none so great as God the father the king of all kings



The writer of each holy word and creator of all things



He gave his son to offer life through Jesus Christ salvation



That every man might speak with him in moments of meditation