I have peace on a Monday morning.
You.

Chasing down distraction and hugging close diversion, You’re still here.

You are a car window open on a Colorado morning.
You are the sunshine filtering through the trees.
You are the calming classical channel.
You are autumn’s beloved breeze.
You are the solution to every problem.
You are the hope that You’re not done.
You are the joyous-heart-leap that earth is not my home.

And someday, someday, I will be with You forever.

I have peace on a Monday morning.
You.