I wait as God's hand combs the treetops.
sit in the comfort of His caress.
the Eagle drifts away,
the Elk graze in the valley below,
am surrounded by the confidence of His peace.
to the trickling spring,
the water moving delicately across the rock.
silk over skin, two become one.
is the pattern.
the tree, the bird wanders,
the crags, the coyote looms,
without God, I am lost.
me stay and enjoy His presence.
me settle in this peace.
see Him all around me,
two must become one,
I must be with my God.
the sun set, for then the stars appear.
the night rise, for the moon is the gift.
me stay, for as I wait, Godís presence surrounds me.
am with Him, and two become one,
I am satisfied.
waiting in the presence of my Lord.
I Am Satisfied by Ronhales Psalm 17:15