Thursday, April 7, 2011

Treasures…
For winds that blow
and warming sun
melting cares away

the majesty of ocean blue
where dolphins dance
and birds soar freely
as cleansing waves
of power and grace
bring treasures of love
to the feet of
Your children at play

Creator,
Artist,
LORD
and
Friend...
Thank You

Pat Spreng


2 comments:

  1. One can never run out of things to be grateful for.

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  2. What a beautiful poem that describes our friend, our artist. I was touched by the words," As cleansing waves of power and grace." Something draws me in when I think of the waves with power and waves with grace. Thanks for giving me food for thought.

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