In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze,
I find the echoes of faith unbound,
A melody of hope that never ceases,
In the sacred silence, His presence found.

Through shadows of doubt and storms that rage,
A beacon of light, steadfast and clear,
Guiding the heart through each weary stage,
In trust and love, He draws us near.

The stars above tell stories of grace,
In their eternal dance, a promise kept,
A tapestry of wonder, woven in space,
Where dreams of faith are gently swept.

With every step upon this earthly sod,
I feel the strength of His guiding hand,
In the embrace of a loving God,
We find our place, our hearts expand.