Let me be the wonder of the sky as it moves it’s clouds from mountain to mountain
Let me be the blade of grass that holds the dewdrop of early morning waiting for the sun to soak it up so I can grow
Let me be the first cry of a newborn when it realises its newness of this world
Let me be the thunder that rolls before the lightning strikes – the warning of nature’s fire
Let me be the sunflower that turns its head and follows the sun with gratitude
Let me be the darkness that sees the spark of light, the hope, the help, the love
Let me be the Angel in disguise that holds the broken grieving mother
Let me be the river that washes over you as the answer to all your worries
Let me be that
Let me see you
Let me feel you
Let me.
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