Truth.

You are my Constant.
Like a steadfast tree, deeply rooted in rich soil.
Never changing. Never moving.
Not tossed back and forth. Never shaking. Never quaking.
Not even when the harshest of winds blow or the loudest thunder rumbles in the darkness.
You are my Constant.
When all the uncertainties of life swarm...
Like bees around sweet honeysuckle, trying to suck the peace out of my mind.
You remain. Unchanged.
Steadfast.
With your roots digging deeper into my heart.
Connecting me with your heart. Connecting my soul with yours.
I'm glad you're here. I'm glad you're the same as you were yesterday.
Forever enduring. Forever faithful.
Your covenant with me won't be broken.
You are my Constant.