The breeze is offshore today,
Sending little rivers of curling sand
Dashing to the ocean across an expansive plain of beach,
And turning back the topspray of the waves,
Creating mini, second-long rainbows in the surf.
I don’t even try to capture it on film,
Just hold the image inside,
Smiling to think that
Someone, somewhere, is such an artist,
And I believe I know His name.
(Read Psalm 46 and Mark 4 v 35-41)
Sending little rivers of curling sand
Dashing to the ocean across an expansive plain of beach,
And turning back the topspray of the waves,
Creating mini, second-long rainbows in the surf.
I don’t even try to capture it on film,
Just hold the image inside,
Smiling to think that
Someone, somewhere, is such an artist,
And I believe I know His name.
(Read Psalm 46 and Mark 4 v 35-41)
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