My eyes are shut,
my shoulders at ease,
grass tickling my face,
hair flowing with the breeze.
The mood’s tranquil,
I’m calm and at peace,
I now can think deeply,
my tension release.
My eyes softly flutter,
they open up wide,
I gaze at the water,
the waves, the tide.
Sparkling, glistening,
flowing in the sun,
I’m ignoring my critic,
I know I have won.
I look upward,
stare into the sky,
watching the birds,
soaring up high.
I see Hashem’s world,
what He’s created,
I appreciate his work,
the things I once hated.
I see Hashem’s here,
He’s hold my hand,
He’s helping me crawl,
making me stand.