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I can almost transport myself there in my imagination! (good sigh!)

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An addition to the above. Today is a mild, breezy day. As I walked my dog past the eucalyptus trees, the breeze rustled the branches and leaves. I closed my eyes and I imagined God/Jesus walking past, the hem of His robes rustling the trees... then I sang to myself "Kumbaya" which means "come by here".

Read the natural progression in the song when you ask the Lord to "come by here."

KUMBAYA
Traditional. Adapted and arranged by Robert DeCormier,
Peter Yarrow, Noel Paul Stookey and Mary Travers.
© 1998 Mapape Lake Music Publishing - ASCAP

Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Kumbaya my Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya

Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbayah

Someone's laughing, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's laughing, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's laughing, Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya

Someone's crying, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying, Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya

Someone's praying, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's praying, Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya

Someone's sleeping, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's sleeping, Lord, kumbaya
Someone's sleeping, Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord, kumbaya