The splendor of autumn trees
Inspire me to inhale
Capture that picture
As I feel his arms
Surrounding me with beauty
His light upon the water
His grace in their sway
I hear his name in the breeze
It becomes a brand new day
In his arms I am victorious
Full of courage
A work of art in progress
I am a canvas
Where he paints through me
With simple words of description
I shall become golden
As a crisp leaf dancing
To meet the dew upon the ground
It's in his arms
I become all I should be
With his love
I prevail