Look for me in springtime

as raindrops fill the air...

In the splendor of the rainbow,

you'll find my presence there.

You will find me in the fragrance

of April's sweet perfume;

Drifting through the clover,

on a sultry day in June.

An August day will find me

upon the summer breeze...

On the distant sound of the thunder,

in the gently swaying trees.

In the golden fields of harvest,

is where I can be found;

As autumn time approaches

and leaves comes tumbling down.

In the wintertime when days are short

and chill is in the air...

Just look into a moonlit night,

you'll find me lingering there.

When the setting sun has gone away

and shadows fill the night;

When the cloak of darkness lifts its veil,

I'll be your morning light.

So when you feel discouraged,

get on your knees and pray;

You'll feel me there beside you...

I'm just a breath away.

© 2001 Marilyn Ferguson