Where Our Souls Can Rest

As the clouds move across the sky,

And the sun is setting over the hills behind me,

I sit in my favorite spot in the world.

Here with the river in front of me,

And the sun at my back,

The sounds surround me and pull me in.

I am completely calm,

Completely tranquil in this moment.

This bench, these trees, this moment

Are engrained in my memory, in my soul,

And I can always come here to find comfort,

My soul will always be comforted here,

My sins absolved,

And my heart put back together.

Into the sky; the birds soar and the clouds

Move off into the distance,

And in a single instance,

Everything I see becomes something more,

It exists beyond this world and becomes a moment

Of the utmost sincerity,

Covered in truth,

Covered in reflection of a world that we all want,

An Eden of pure and honest construction,

And of a Heaven where our souls can rest.