Foreign Soil

The silent sun highlighting

The breeze-kissed autumn leaves

Like weightless coins

Of copper and gold

That round me tumble down

Some touch my skin so gentle kind

While falling through the light

To find in time a place to lie

And melt into the ground

And here on foreign soil I stand

So far from home it's true

And bathed in nature's warm embrace

I dream of being with you

The singing wind a wordless song

That soothes my restless soul

Like weightless feathers

Of Your wings

That round me covering close

Though history has scattered far

The hearts that seek their home

And drawn towards Your perfect love

To melt into the sun

And here on foreign soil I stand

So far from home it's true

And bathed in nature's warm embrace

I dream of being with you