Divine

In the whispers of the wind, a sacred chant,

Echoes of the divine, in every plant.

In the dance of stars, in the cosmic sea,

A glimpse of eternity, wild and free.

In the depths of silence, where souls entwine,

A spark of the divine, forever divine.

In the laughter of children, pure and bright,

A reflection of heaven, in earthly light.

In the embrace of love, in its tender grace,

A touch of the divine, in every embrace.

In the tears we shed, in sorrow's veil,

A glimpse of the divine, in every travail.

In the quiet moments, when hearts align,

A communion with the divine, so fine.

In the song of birds, in morning's hue,

A hymn to the divine, forever true.

In the mysteries of life, in its ebb and flow,

A divine presence, in every shadow.

In the journey of souls, in their sacred quest,

A union with the divine, in eternal rest.

So let us seek the divine, in every breath,

In the dance of life, in birth and death.

For in its embrace, we find our home,

In the divine essence, forever known.