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23 April 1998

When I'm out there with you
You are my only one
Each time like brand new
That compares to none
Always honest and always true
As if you’ve just begun
Yours is the place to which I run

You play a constant melody
To ease a troubled soul
Yours is a world without sin or shame
That can make a person whole
I've run to you from a river of flames
To bathe in your oceans of old
My home you will never grow cold

From your hills I can see your seas
Which must never end
Your arms the limbs of trees
They keep me from the edge
You lift me up on heavens wings
I breathe in life with every breath
Blessed am I to touch such happiness

I dream that I could breathe you in
And never set you free
As I hear your soothing lull-a-byes
Softly drifting through your trees
And when I see how you so provide
Or hear the hush of your streams
I am convinced this is a dream

I must be feeling an eternity
As your breezes caress my skin
Your earth and heavens consume me
And I feel laughter burst from within
As if I'd never seen
And will never see again
This grand beauty that you present.

If I could put you in a bottle
And take you back with me
To a world so cold
You may be the only key
Might you heal the troubled souls
Of those who cannot see
Nature you have all my life
Been the only home to me

© T. Hilborn

Note: Here's another one from 'before'.
When I lived in Pennsylvania, I spent 75% of my free time in the wilderness (or in a tree, lol). Camping, hiking, walking, writing, reading, whatever, It was just so peaceful and beautiful. Trees that go on forever, mountains and valleys, black skies at night with millions of stars, animals running around everywhere, listening to the birds, running water, crickets chirping at night and all the harmonious nature sounds, crystal clear streams that you could actually swim in. Nothing like Texas (not where I live anyway). I really, really miss that. But anyway, being out in God's vast nature was just like being held in his arms. To me, it's obvious that I felt His presence, I just didn't realize that it was Him. What I wouldn't give for a whole day in that little world again, with just me and God.