The Master’s Touch


Today, the values in this world 
Are not a pretty sight
A life of fame and worldly gain 
Has led us from the light. 

Today, our lives are compromised 
By greediness and wealth
The Bible has been hid away
Upon a dusty shelf. 



Today, the thoughts that fill our minds
Are shallow without God
The trails that wander through the soul
Are paths, we shouldn’t trod.

Today, I took a look around
I gazed into the sky
The grandeur of this universe
The fact we all shall die. 



Today, I viewed God’s handiwork
And somehow felt quite small
The moon, the stars, a grain of sand
The mystery of it all. 

Today, I came to realize
The things that meant so much
Are really of no value now
Without the Master’s touch. 

© 2008 Marilyn Ferguson