Maybe you are a star in the sky; illuminating an infinite stretch of darkness, guiding our souls and our feet as we lose ourselves and our direction.
Perhaps a tree; spreading your roots into the soil and stretching your branches into the sky. We clamber up your limbs to find a place of quiet solitude, to feel your presence in the breeze as we are held in your embrace.
A wave in the ocean; sweeping us gently onto the shore then playfully lapping at our toes.
Sometimes I hear you, and other times I'm not sure if it's that you're not there or I'm looking in the wrong place.
