Day 180 – He Knows the Sky and Soil (Shorts)

[Verse 1] Frost on the fencepost, dew on the grain Clouds rolling slow down a backcountry lane I pull on my boots while the kettle sings And whisper to heaven the same old things [Chorus] He knows the sky and He knows the soil He watches the work, He honors the toil From starlit dark to hammer’s ring He tends the world and everything [Verse 2] There’s feed in the trough and oil on my hands He listens to prayers from forgotten lands The preacher says stars are named in His book And I believe it—no matter the look [Bridge] He heals what the world forgets to mend He stays when the money and muscle end He don’t need a stage or suit and tie He walks the rows and ridge-run sky [Final Chorus] He knows the sky and He knows the soil He breaks the bread and He shares the oil From nail-scarred hands to diesel roar He tends it all—forevermore