I feel at ease,
When I hear you sing,
With the refreshing feel that you always bring.
Your seldom cool touch,
That I love so much,
That brings life to my very skin.
Your petty coat is not of gold
But it’s crystal clear,
That is better than a drop of tear
That we ourselves may over stare.
You shaped our lives
There before we arrived,
In our midst you always seem to exist.
When you walk, you whisper a lot, for being seen
It is not your dream,
Because invincible and naturally driven you’ve always been.
Poem by: Kathysha Thomas