In the silence, I whisper my name,
A gentle breeze that rustles the flame.
I am Spirituality, a mystery to share,
A connection to the cosmos, beyond compare.

I weave a tapestry of meaning and might,
A search for transcendence, in the dark of night.
I am the sense of aliveness, that pulses through the air,
A deep sense of interconnectedness, beyond the veil.

In the stillness, I am the sacred and the divine,
A whispered promise, of a love that's truly mine.
I am the bridge that spans, the chasm of the soul,
A pathway to the unknown, where the heart makes whole.

Some find me in the rituals, of a sacred place,
A church, a temple, a mosque, or a synagogue's gentle space.
Others find me in the beauty, of a sunrise high,
A connection to the natural world, where the spirit touches the sky.

I am the comfort of a prayer, a personal and intimate friend,
A sense of guidance, that never ends.
I am the solace of a community, a sense of belonging and peace,
A connection to the divine, that the heart cannot release.

My presence is a mystery, a subtle and gentle breeze,
That rustles the leaves of the soul, and brings us to our knees.
I am the whisper of the divine, a call to something more,
A connection to the cosmos, that we've been searching for.

In the silence, I whisper my name,
A gentle breeze that rustles the flame.
I am Spirituality, a mystery to share,
A connection to the cosmos, beyond compare.