My home is with the trees, the water, and mountains  
Because there I see myself for who I really am
Me in all my own insignificance, my smallness    

In untamed landscapes I'm reminded of my roughness
But it's not the negative thing society speaks of
Comfort lies hidden where no one ever thought it could possibly be found
To embrace complete comfort is to finally accept how utterly weak we are
When we finally lay down our guns, make peace with God, and realize we've never been alone all along

In the forest when we are stripped of all save our senses  
The thrill and peace of existence wrap around each other somewhere in the furthest places of whatever we're made of
And our eyes are opened for a second to see life's perfect contradiction
It's unfathomable simplicity infinitely beyond the mind's reasoning

In unrefined places, the wilds we've never touched,
Those corners of our world few eyes have peered into  
Still stand boldly the messages imprinted on glorious creation
The signs of hope, of change, eternity past and eternity coming  
The truth that screams out loudest in the quiet
We are products of love  
That great ocean none could ever measure, predict, or control
The name of He who put the skin on our bones, the artist of souls  
And He is all