The Very Air I Breathe

I've walked this path

Cried those tears

Weathered those storms

Senseless I assumed 

Presumed it was all for nothing

Then that day arrived

All the leaves had fell

All had been laid bear

It was just I 

And the sands of time

In the breeze blew promises made

Buried where false relationships 

But off in the distance...

There was a calling...

Even as I cried...

There was a calling

Even as I mourned 

There was a calling 

That whispered for my thoughts

Just to comfort my peace

To allow stability to the wreckage 

God knows I've doubted enough

Given so much...

Fought so hard...

That I often wonder...

Just when, and where...

Even if I...if my existence mattered 

To be summoned by the whispers 

To be sitting at the table of the blessed

To be holding hands of an angel 

My God...

Tell me not that there isn't 

Instead ask me how I know

I lost my mom and dad at once...

My brother's kept me

My angel held me...

Jehovah placed them...

Knowing who I needed before I did....

My rock and my salvation 

The very air I breathe