All Along The Way

I felt Him in the cool spring breeze;
I heard Him in a robin’s song;
I saw Him in a young girl’s face;
He was with me all along.

The pompous clouds proclaimed His Light,
Their silver lining heaven’s song.
A bird in flight revealed His strength;
He was with me all along.

When I doubt the presence of my God
And fear somehow I’ve gone astray,
He softly whispers in my ear,
“I am with you all along the way.”

　

- J. Pecoraro