The creak of wood,
The crack of stone,
The whoosh of the wind,
The swish of the sea,
These things are all a part of me.

No one can take,
These things away,
They are in,
The very depths of my soul.

No one can fathom,
What they mean,
How these things,
Can signify.

But I know,
And I will always,
Always appreciate,
From the bottom of my heart.