God's Love

Is it in the stars that shine,
or in the wind that blows?
Perhaps it's in the falling leaves,
or even in the snow.
Is it in the brook we wade in,
or is it in the sun?
In that couple walking hand in hand,
or the park where children run?
Is it in a baby's cry,
or a mother's soothing tone?
I know it must be here somewhere,
it surely can't be gone.
Perhaps it's in that rainbow
I saw just yesterday,
or in the robins beautiful song,
I wish that I could say.
A family gathered around to dine?
The clouds that float above?
I believe it's in all these things,
the presence of God's love.