Τhe morning ocean breeze
speaks in depths to me.
My aching heart proclaims;
“There is no higher name!”
The sounds of blowing trees
can bring me to my knees.
The wind, it moves at will.
He speaks to me “Be still”.
The currents hit the shore.
There’s beauty here in store.
Why does He let me see
the pearls of majesty?
The truth it speaks in love;
It rains with grace above
He tells me “do not fear”;
The great I AM is here.
The Process 
Simple, yet powerful. Nice job.
Thanks a lot, Raquel! 🙂