There

In the beauty of the night,
And the awakening of the light
In the beginning of the day,
And the golden sunset time,
In the beam of sun that touches me
Gently shoving me to wake,
In the water that anoints me
Welcoming the day when I bathe
In the smile of all the people,
In the miracle of life
that I smell when I go ‘round
the young mother in the bus
with her baby in such a rush
in the flavor of my town,
the coffee perfume in my cup
everywhere I softly touch…
there you are…
there you are.