When the breath you’ve been holding rushes in, releasing all that binds…
let the water-worn rocks smooth your spirit
let the birdsong lift your fears away
let the lake harbor peace
let the trees bear grace
let the cold rain carry you home.
searching for space, grounded in grace
When the breath you’ve been holding rushes in, releasing all that binds…
let the water-worn rocks smooth your spirit
let the birdsong lift your fears away
let the lake harbor peace
let the trees bear grace
let the cold rain carry you home.