Down the lane I walked, thinking what we talked.
There came the suggestion I knew not how,
Yet could only smile and wait for God's call.
Soon as I lifted up my head, I saw
A cross there standing so high above all.
I chanted joyfully though it's Friday.
Of all the churches I found around Cal,
This chapel greeted me in its own way.
Serenity and Love are words for it.
Ask me not but God who sees this coming.
This morning went I inside, seeking light,
Communing with those that are God-fearing.
I praised and prayed to the Only, who will
Take good care of whom I miss but can't tell.
