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Where I Come From


I am from the warmth the sunshine gives,

the life it offers to the world.

 

I am from the waves crashing on the shore,

as they wash the dirt away.

 

I am from the back roads that take me to unknown places,

and allow me to feel free.

 

I am from the summer breeze,

as it leads me to the direction I should go,

from the spring rain as it offers cleansing from situations past.

 

I am from the milk that gives me strength to carry on,

from the meat that protects my fragile bones.

 

I am from God,

who chose to give me life,

and loves me as His child.

 

I am from the seat in front of Kyle

as he teaches me about God and His will for me.

 

I am from the anchor of the boat in unstill waters,

the life that crashes against me.

 

I am from the diamond in the rough,

like innocents in the midst of the guilty.

 

I am from the moon that reflects the sun's light on those in the darkness,

the one's that are lost.

I am from the forest that's gravity,

forcing me close to those I love,

and telling me to never leave.

 

I am from the ground,

through which life was breathed into me,

and as I grow,

I will return to where I am from;

God's arms.

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