Though we shape the world around us with oasis grace,
If our inner storms persist,
we circle the mountain’s embrace.

In search of solace, some seek fleeting, external remedies,
Yearning to evade tomorrow’s burdens, a yearning that steadily conceals,
Within, the remedy for sorrows deep, resides unfaltering, eternal, an ever-present Oasis.

In weariness, when life’s too rough,
Draw close to Jesus, gentle and enough.
He’s the oasis, where your soul finds peace, In His embrace, your troubles shall cease.

—Kaylie Hollins