It is in the solitude
that I seek you;
in the quietness,
where I find you;
on the breeze,
where I feel your caress.
It is in the air
and the wind;
the sounds,
and the silence,
and in the just being
where I find you.
When I look within,
or I look outward
I know you are there;
I see you,
I hear you,
in all different ways,
in all different forms,
in all of your glory,
I know,
you are there.
For you,
are with me;
you are engrained
in my journey;
and where I walk,
you walk,
never to leave,
always to stay,
ever by my side.
© Leslie C Dobson
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