Senses surrounded
In sunlight adorning
The soft sounds of
A summer morning
Something simple
In the scene
Stirs within
The soul serene
The sky supplies
A subtle blue
Surrendering
Savior, pursue
A silent psalm
Subside into
A sacred space
Supplied by You
Your Presence shines
Through Spirit sent
The scene becomes
A sacrament
In days awakening
A vision now appears
Found within Your garden
A cloud discovered near
Coming into focus
Surprise of gift to see
Not a cloud at all
But blossoms of the tree
In joy of silent song
A drawing calling me
Drifting into beauty
Dwelling, just to be
Wonder of the marvel
Grace of Gods sweet gift
Glorious the fragrance
Praise and joy to lift
In souls awakening
The vision becomes clear
Through sacrament of blossom
In cloud of Spirit here
