What I see

There is a gentle breeze that engulfs my soul.
I feel alone yet I am not.
The birds sing a sweet melody for me.
The caterpillar rests on my hand.
The sky is slowly being consumed by dark clouds.
A drop of rain descends upon my face.
God gracefully provides me with a tree for shelter.
I watch the grass bend to and fro to taste the sweet rain.
As I look beyond the trees I see happy feet playing in the rain.
The sun slowly assumes its thrown in the sky only to tell those goodnight
The plants stretch and show their pride.
The world begins to sleep once again.