aye He's here

And i'll look up at the skies
such splendour
and i'll say
aye, He's here

and i'll look at the trees
a strange contrast
against the condemnation
of mens creation
and i'll say
aye, He's here

and i'll look towards white curls
the waves embracing the rocks
and i'll say
aye, He's here

then i'll look beside me
the emptiness stings
and i'll ask
where is He?

he'll reply and say:
give me your hand
and you will feel my presence
right here
embrace my love
my support

He's getting louder
but I'm getting further
and further
and i'll drown in my anger
engulfed
by soul eating mites
known as fear

and will i say
aye, I'm alone
or shall it be
aye, He's here?

my decision to make