Creation Speaks Softly Through the Night
Summer's heat is gone for today.
Flowers rest - It is time to pray.
Pink clouds floating high above,
Turns the day to night with love.
Life, as is my garden, now at rest -
My day is complete, that God will bless.
Listening now while crickets sing
To weary souls, it's love they bring.
As colors fade without God's light,
Creation speaks softly throughout the night.
