You are rolling mountains,
Warm and kind coloured skies,
Falling into rosy sunsets.
You are gentle breezes
Greeting me with kisses.
You are deep seaside breaths,
And laughter rolling from the depths of my chest.
You are the setting of the sun,
On my hardest of days.
And the horizon of new hope –
The sweet unfolding way
Of all my brand new mercy days.
And even in the heart of chaos,
In the presence of unrest,
Before the face of my greatest giants,
You take me back,
To set my eyes on sunsets,
And the promise of brand new days.
You are perfect blends
And cups overflowing
Of every single sweet good thing.