Gentle Breeze

As the quiet stands up to the storm

Chasing all the clouds that noise can form

I am struck by wonder like a whisper across the land Drawing near, drawing near

Lean into the gentle breeze and feel The silence ever tender and real Lean into the gentle breeze and feel The silence ever tender and real

As my soul caresses the divine Mee?ng me halfway along the line

No pretences, no defences, nothing to adorn I’m here, I’m here