R-ays
I-n
S-hine
S-imply
A-ppear
B-ecause
O-f
R-adiant
C-ircle's
E-arly
L-ight
I-n
S-kyway
Topic: Birthday of Rissa Borcelis (October 25)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
J-ust hope for salvation,
E-ternal life and paradise;
R-each the blissful home
I-n the wide blue skies.
C-omplete joy and mirth
K-ill the sorrow and blue,
S-oul, body and spirit
O-f human shall be
N-ew.
P-roblems, pain and chaos
A-re all nowhere in sight;
V-iew of wonderful heaven
I-s setting things
A-right.
F-ix your eyes and mind
O-n Lord's promised land;
R-emain firm and obedient,
M-aking great His command.
E-xpect God will show you
N-ovember second day
T-he glorious holy abode,
O-ne place in the skyway.
J-ust cherish the morning,
H-aze and mist are gone;
E-ven the cold chill fades;
N-ight turns into a dawn.
D-ecember thirteenth Tuesday
E-liminates the dark shadow;
L-et Monday evening pass,
O-bliterate the
S-orrow.
S-un has begun to rise
A-bove the new horizon;
N-ever ignore the gleams,
T-wilight is brought to oblivion.
O-ne beacon is shining to brighten up your birthday;
S-avor the warm rays glowing above the skyway.
A-n ode to skyway
N-ight or day you can say;
A-ny kind of weather, you can see red, blue or gray.
C-rimson, coal, and black
A-re found there too;
R-ays of the sun and moon
A-re wonderful so true.
N-ovember twenty-fourth,
A-llow me to fervently pray;
Y-es, to the Lord in heaven, with an ode to skyway.
J-ust gaze at the skyway
U-nderneath the moonlight;
S-erenity all over the place
H-as set everything
A-right.
T-ry to gaze at the skyway
A-s you are about to slumber;
V-iew is peaceful and calm
E-very ninth November.
R-ays reflected from the moon brighten the dark and gray;
A-llow your eyes to open and gaze at the skyway.