The Essence

I am the breath that blows the sands
The dewdrop on the rose
I am the warmth of Mother's hands
The frost that nips your nose
I am the whisper of the sea
The salt within the air
I am the arms that shake the tree
The breeze that strokes your hair
I am the red on robin's breast
The twinkle in an eye
I am the lump that's in your throat
The tears as you cry
I am small arms around your neck
The softness of your sheet
I am the burn on sunburnt skin
The dryness of the heat
I am the essence of all that's good
The struggle and the strife
I am the essence of everything
The thing that we call life