The sun’s bright spark---by Ingrid S. Skibbe
In the darkness of the night
Stars above us gleaming bright
Then tell where is the wonderous glow
We so admired an hour ago?
See! Rays of sun have drawn their curtains,
Over Jewel’s that broke the dark
Endless spheres of God’s creation
Hide beyond the suns bright spark.
Strangers—by Ingrid S. Skibbe
We are Strangers oft times feeling lost and all alone.
Like Pilgrims in a foreign Land searching for our home.