To be free as the flowers dancing in the wind.
As poised as the mountains, standing strong in their place.
As rooted as the ancient oaks.
As wild as the raging rivers.
To be as overwhelming as the ocean waves.
As consistent as the rising and setting of the sun.
As beautiful as the stars in the sky.
How well creation praises The Creator.
They never forget the breath that formed them.
Never does creation say, “here look at me.”
Creation is always singing a sweet melody to The Creator.
With every wind, trees clap. With every rain, flowers grow.
Always dancing and singing melodies unto Him.
May I be like the trees. May I be like the waters. May my life be a dance unto You. May my life be a sweet melody you laugh and sing along too.