Comforting My Soul

A walk through autumn falling leaves

The forest all around me burns

Its foliage bright like sunset beams

Fall gently, softly rustling

The path beneath me slowly turns

And strays amongst the old oak trees

Where nature the warm summer mourns

And brisk cool winds come blustering

It’s this my soul finds comforting

Some time alone my mind to clear

To listen to fair nature’s song

Of mourning doves, and songbird’s cheer

And feisty squirrel’s chattering

A wandering brook to wade along

The cool eve air my only peer

No need to fit in nor belong

When nature is so welcoming

It’s this my soul finds comforting

A fire burning on the hearth

That warms away the midnight chill

The sweet damp smell of sodden earth

And gentle rainfall pattering

A reading chair next to the sill

A grand adventure full of mirth

Black coffee sips to cure all ills

And distant storm clouds thundering

It’s this my soul finds comforting

A winters gale, an arctic storm

That hides the earth ‘neath blankets white

The landscape dressed as if to prom

With icy crystals shimmering

My cozy quilts make cold take flight

And in my bed it’s safe and warm

The wind that howls all through the night

Sings peace into my slumbering

It’s this my soul finds comforting

Buds on the trees and bright green grass

A cool spring morn as daylight breaks

The water surface smooth as glass

Like emerald gemstones glistening

A rod and reel and fish to take

While hours like minutes quickly pass

Better a day out on the lake

Than e’en the best spent laboring

It’s this my soul finds comforting

Yet through the best of these I find

That all like vapor slip away

The joy they bring we cannot bind

They fade like ruins crumbling

Yet this I know will ever stay

That I am Christ’s and he is mine

I know I’ll walk with him one day

Where streets like gold are glittering

My spirit finds this comforting