In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze,
I feel the touch of heaven, a divine ease.
Each ray of sunlight, a golden thread,
Woven into dreams, where hopes are fed.

The laughter of children, pure and bright,
Reflects the grace in the softest light.
Their innocence, a blessing so profound,
In their joy, God’s love is found.

The rustling leaves, a quiet symphony,
A melody of blessings, wild and free.
In nature’s embrace, I find His peace,
A sanctuary where worries cease.

Through trials and storms, His hand does guide,
With faith as my anchor, He’s by my side.
Each moment, a testament of His care,
In every breath, His blessings are there.