Can you count the raindrops, falling from the sky?
Impossible, one would say, no matter what you try.
The specks of sand, that may be, lying on the beach.
No man knows, the amount, it's too far to reach.
Countless stars, the heavens light,endless it may be.
Even stars, beyond those stars, no human eyes can see.
What we find impossible, the Father, will soon explain.
From the last speck of sand, to every drop of rain.
He named all stars, each of them, even those unseen.
He knows the start to the end, and everything between.
To my God, impossible, that something that never is.
Himpossible, is my God, and that impossible is His.