A Series of Real Scenarios

Starry Night imagine this, mountaintop and its dark

city lights gone faster than the night

you're sitting on the roof of a rental car

you've already heard Him

once, twice

and you're both in awe

nothing else matters

in the moment, 

you're speaking to the stars

Nostalgia imagine this,

childhood hometown  but the streets are foreign

no faces look familiar

except for the one food cart

whose owner passed away

and his son now makes the gyros it's not the same

but it's familiar

Finding Glory 

imagine this, trees perched on graying rocks a thousand feet high  you're on the edge and the rush was never this real you watched a hawk take off  but if you stay here

Oh, if you stay 

how will you count your blessings?