In the silent whispers of the night,
A gentle voice calls from the stars,
Guiding hearts through shadows’ flight,
To where the eternal horizon lies afar.

Amidst the rustling leaves of time,
The essence of the divine unfolds,
In every heartbeat, every chime,
A story of grace and love retold.

The mountains stand as ancient guards,
Bearing witness to creation’s song,
In every breath, every shard,
The strength of faith forever strong.

Oceans vast and skies so wide,
Reflect the power of hands unseen,
In every tide, every stride,
God’s presence felt in all that’s been.