I see Him— and Him alone. So vast, so near, so fully known. He fills the sky within my soul, And every corner of me is whole. He is the rhythm behind my breath, The pulse that silences even death. I am drunk in love , undone, remade— My heart laid bare, unafraid. My thoughts, my blood, my every sigh, Cling to Him and testify: I will not move, I will not stray, Not even for a fleeting day. Oh, how I gaze upon His face, The source of every holy place. I'm hooked, enchanted by His flame, Addicted to the sound of His name. I love it here—oh, I love it here! Where glory sings and shadows clear. No treasure, no joy could ever compare To one breath wrapped in His perfect care. Words collapse before this truth, What I feel goes deeper than proof. This isn’t thought—it’s spirit, bone , This is home— this is home. His presence—my origin, my air, The garden where I was made to care. I know this place. I know this sound. His voice—it pulls me from the ground. So irr...