Analysis of I am

I am the breeze that gently blows,
to swell the sails of your boat.
I am the wind that rises with dawn
to guide birds'  flight o're land and shore.
I am the hill whereon you climb
to safely reach your home.
I am the wave in constant flow--
in high tide and in low.
In leaps swift and graceful,
I am the legs of the gazelle and fawn.
When, in the desert, fearful you roam,
My arms, I carry you on.