Lost I can see the sunrise and how it opens the day. Peeking through the trees as though a gate to Heaven's way. I can see the raindrops and how they dance upon the ground Flowing to the river's mouth the music's sounds softly but loud. I can see the lightning in search of a place to die then how it disappears in the blink of an eye. I can see the rainbow and the promises it made From here to there it owns an endless amount of space. And I can see the sunset trying to hide it's blaze, But when you're in the darkest of days these visions seem to lose their way. DLB