I am the fire of galaxies, the swish of wind between blades of grass
the rush of feeling when you see something inspiring
the waves of the ocean dashing against immobile rocks that will soon wear away
and the energy that powers your small treasures.
I can be found in forest clearings, in the darkest alley of your cities
in those small, still moments when you think hope is lost
the quiet mornings and the busy commutes to work
and the way you move when you're too tired to keep on going.
I will be here, in these fleeting times
to guide you in your time of need
I am outdoors and in, the turmoil within
and you will never be alone.
Not while I remain.
I am the voice of your sympathy, your apathy. Your kindness and your resolve.
The restoring force of comfort when you feel that there is no sanctuary.
I have many forms. But know this.
I will never leave you while you still have need of me.