You Are That

You who like the gentle warm sun seep into the dark corners of my fainting heart Like sprouts of a newly cracked seed I come alive again reaching up to you like a tender sapling hope turns green as I slowly take my soft roots into the faithful earth My heavy eyelids drop in quiet surrender entering that bright gentle space under the shade of a standing mighty deep forest green Like the trunk of my source You protect my sweet breath with the canopy of your embrace Let me be lost In the river of your Silence That raises seeds From the humble ground