William Hromada

You Calm Me

In the quiet of your presence, I find peace,

A gentle tide that bids my worries cease.

You calm me, like a breeze through ancient trees,

My heart feels good, alive with tender ease.

Anxiety, that shadow, slips away,

Its whispered fears dissolve in light of day.

Your strength becomes my own, a steady flame,

A quiet power no storm could ever tame.

You weave a shield around my fragile core,

Each thread of love makes me emotionally sure.

With every breath, I rise, both fierce and free,

You calm me, and my heart is strong in thee.