He Is

He is the sun,

Bringing light into my days,

Kissing my face with morning's gentle rays.

He is the moon and stars above,

A calming presence, adapting to each phase,

Guiding me through nights with a comforting embrace.

He is the flowers in spring,

Blossoming with radiance and glee,

Transforming darkness into a season of change.

He is the first snowfall,

A delicate touch upon my skin,

None like any other, nothing can compare.

He is the grandest mountain,

And the deepest valley,

Breathtaking but life-giving, in everything he is.

For everything he is, my heart is stirred,

In his love,

I find the components of my world.