In the silence of the starlit night,
Where whispers of the wind take flight,
I find a presence deep and vast,
A gentle touch that holds me fast.

Through golden rays of morning’s light,
A tapestry of colors bright,
The hand of God paints skies anew,
With every dawn, a love so true.

In every leaf and drop of rain,
A symphony both wild and tame,
Nature’s hymn of praise resounds,
In sacred echoes all around.

Within the soul, a quiet grace,
A sacred space, a warm embrace,
Here dwells the essence of the divine,
A bond eternal, yours and mine.