The Glory of His Dance

Silver light across the water-
aqua touched the sea...
the sea reached up
to touch the heavens,
and heaven
it touched me.

Filigree lace dropped
o'r green carpets-
clouds draped
and faced the shore...
peace draped assurance
wrapped in hope,
and God beckoned to me
once more.

The sun hung low on pillowed cloud-
it's quilt lit up the sky...
I touched the peace draped
in His love,
as Holiness passed by.

I closed my eyes and faced the sea-
the wind caressed my face...
all silent 'cept God's lullaby,
as the sea
sang in this place.

The child in me chased ribboned foam-
and watched the waves advance...
as
I
delighted in the mystery,
The Glory of His Dance.

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"WHOM HAVING NOT SEEN, YE LOVE; IN WHOM THOUGH NOW YE SEE HIM NOT, YET BELIEVING, YE REJOICE WITH JOY UNSPEAKABLE AND FULL OF GLORY."-1 Peter 1:8