Before you were formed, given to the womb of time
To be known as you live among others before you return
When at times you feel lonely, know you're never alone
Your dwelling place is a light brighter than suns
You are seen in your darkest moments of nights
A Face smiles at you when tears fall as rain
A place is here for you that awaits your return again
Before you were formed, you were not alone
In A Presence you dwell, know you're not your own
Transcendent and immanent, your only reality
You belong to Me
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.