Or am I staying here?

For I love the flowers
And the feel of the grass
As I walk with bare feet.

I feel the sunshine
And that’s all I need
To wipe away the dark
In every night.

The earth is my home
The wind, my breath
The birds, my song
I seem to have everything
That I will ever need.

But if I had these all without you
There’ll be no breath.
Or song.