Holy Spirit

Holy Spirit When I wake in the morning, He is waiting for me there. When the bright new day is dawning; And I have no fear or care. Closer than my heartbeat, In the soft sweet morning light. He speaks with sweet excitement; As we brush away the night. He is always there beside me. He whispers in the breeze; Love songs and admonition, In the clamor of the leaves. I know he journeys with me; Wherever I may go. Though he sometimes stands in silence; This is something that I know. There are times I cannot see him; When in darkness there he hides. I hold tightly to his promise; That the darkness will subside. I love the days of sunshine, When I feel he holds me close. But the days he hides in darkness; Are the days I need him most. But as we journey onward; I try not to complain or fuss. At the times when he is silent; He is teaching me to trust.