When I stand alone
Out under a bright starry sky,
Or before the wide expanse of a sunset
I don't feel alone, but feel small
When I stand on a mountain with a valley spread out before me,
I don't feel scared, but awe
When I sit in a meadow kissed with wildflowers,Or listen to the ocean waves crashing on the beach
It is a feeling that is sometimes fleeting but at others long enough to savor
A feeling of being close to my Creator, close enough to whisper,
engulfed in the beauty of Creation.
