Earthly Whisper

I rise where the rivers carve the stone

In me lives whispers of roots overgrown

I carry the pulse of the dirt and sea

The breath of life

A song you gifted me

Oh Yahweh

Hear my river’s plea

The skies

The winds

They sing of thee

I pulse and roar yet bow in grace

A daughter longing for her maker’s face

I paint the seasons in endless hues

With dawns of fire and midnight's blues

Each blooming flower

A word I write

To weave my love in day and night

Oh Yahweh

Hear my mountain's cry

The peaks

The stars

They kiss the sky

I quake and bend but forge my trace

A daughter yearning for her maker’s embrace

In every shadow and burst of sun

Your name lingers

The eternal one

Yet I ache to know the warmth you bring

The hands that shaped the songs I sing

Oh Yahweh

Hear my ocean’s call

I rise and fall in the quiet of it all

I churn with hope in endless grace

A daughter searching for her maker’s face