Freedom
the grass between my toes
the smell of fresh patina
sunshine glowing
children laughing
Your love is all encompassing
giving, forgiving
a directional map
a guide
a friend for the path
an overflowing fountain
all Yours
the expanse of stars
the microbes
soaring eagles and dancing horses
the tallest mountains
I bow down to Your expanse
the vibration connecting each of us
Your love is the hum of my voice
the splash of color on my paintbrush
Joy... arms raised
Your love is home
whether lying on a rock
sleeping in jungles
injured and exhausted
In all directions
just You, You, You
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