DRIFTING

DRIFTING ALONG ON A MOONBEAM,

SWINGING FROM THE CRESCENT OF THE MOON,

WHISTLING SWEETLY AS THE STARS SING,

AND BECKONING THE SUN TO RISE SOON.

SKIPPING OVER THE MILKY WAY,

TO THE NEXT WONDROUS SIGHT.

I WONDER WHAT I SHALL FIND,

COULD IT BE ANOTHER SATELLITE?

I SHALL SING A SONG OF LOVELINESS

BECAUSE OF THE WONDERS I SEE,

THE BEAUTIES OF THE GALAXIES

ARE LOOKING BACK AT ME.

DO I SEE LOVELY FACES PEEKING

FROM BEHIND THE PLANET MARS?

DO I HEAR ANGELS SINGING

IN HARMONY WITH THE STARS?

OH, WHAT BEAUTY FOR EYE AND EAR,

WHAT GLORIES I DO BEHOLD,

AS I FLY THROUGH GOD'S CREATION,

THEN WALK ON HIS STREETS OF GOLD.

DRIFTING ON THE WINGS OF SPLENDOR,

TO PLACES MAN HAS NEVER SEEN,

I SHALL FOREVER TREASURE WHERE I AM,

THROUGHOUT ALL OF ETERNITY.

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