Soul Restorer

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Soul Restorer

Breath into me

The sweet relief

The sweetest peace

Like the wind that moves the grasses

Shift this heart to ease

Soul Restorer

Restore to me

The identity of garden dweller

Naked like a little child

Running free

Running wild

Quiet Whisperer

Calm this soul

Sing the song of ever after

Sit with me beneath the Life Giver

Branches outstretched to the stars

Restorer of the people

Leaves of healing, not concealment

Sew Eden in my soul

A little about the poem

Nature is a balm for my soul. I find myself closer to God when I am among trees, grass, and earth. When in nature my mind often goes to memories of childhood and thoughts of the new heavens and new earth. I find myself more worshipful in nature and often with a magnificent sense of God’s loving presence.