In the stillness of the night,
When stars softly light the sky,
There, in the whispers of the wind,
God speaks in silence, ever nigh.
Amidst the rustling leaves of dawn,
As the world awakes anew,
A gentle touch of grace is felt,
As God paints the sky in hues.
In the laughter of a child,
In the kindness of a friend,
Godâs presence dances through our days,
A love that knows no end.
Beneath the vast, eternal sky,
In every heart, a sacred space,
We find the whispers of the divine,
In every moment, Godâs embrace.