The breeze sways the leaves
My heart longs for goodness
My soul desires completion
Memories make my essence sing

The soft rain falls lightly upon my skin
My hair
My spirit
It is a rejuvenation

The night cold speaks to my senses
It brings them truth,
And in truth, delight.
The world is real and I am in it.
But there is more to it,
Than that which inspires me.

God is my strength
My peace
My salvation
In Him, I find satisfaction.