I hear His voice when it starts to rain.
When the stillness falls over the night.
I hear His voice when I’m nearly insane.
And ready to give up this fight.
I feel His touch in a gentle breeze.
When the seasons start to change.
I feel His touch when I look and see,
Butterflies and ladybirds –how strange!
I see His eyes when I stare into thunder.
I see His eyes in the poor.
I feel His tears when I’m going under.
I feel Him look at me – I’m sure.
I taste His love when I splash into the ocean.
I taste His salt in my tears.
Sunrays and blue skies spell out His devotion.
His trees tell that there’s nothing to fear...
