Turmoil*

For when there is turmoil, I go to you

When I gaze upon your warm, gentle waters…I see peace

When I hear your soft rustling breezes whispering through the trees…I hear peace

When I stand up on your resilient ground… I feel the support of peace

Your air 

Yes, your air

She fills my lungs

Your sunlight from above raises me out of my darkness and into your warm golden arms

To you, I walk

I step forward

I am overjoyed

Loved, comforted, cradled in your bosom

Honoring, rocking, joyful

My soul dances
Because she knows…she is home

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