atmosphere

We breathe an air we cannot see and fill our lungs repeatedly,

 

We look through air to see beyond, the heavens beckon..the stars look on,

 

We feel the air we cannot see that blankets us the seasons round,

 

We feel the wind we cannot see and then recall that we've been found,

 

By the One we cannot see but walks with us eternally.

 

blessings,

Rob Smith