Walking through the
cloudy haze that is life
with the wind on my back,
on me around me,
whispering sweet dreams
of the beauty that is creation.

And it felt like being baptized
by the earth,
the soft breeze caressing me,
opening my eyes to see-
the beauty that is creation.

I couldn't unsee it when
my eyes opened.
The mountains opened up
showing off they're eternal
beauty and strength

The tree leaves looking
beautiful as they fall.
The green grass inviting
me to walk bare foot.

When you start to see
the beauty that is creation,
even your reflection feels
like stargazing.
You start to see the beautiful
creation you are
because you're part earth
part stars part mountains
and part moon
you are the creation.