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
as cleansing waves
of power and grace
bring treasures of love
to the feet of
to the feet of
Your children at play
Creator,
Artist,
LORD
and
Friend...
Friend...
Thank You
Pat Spreng
Pat Spreng
One can never run out of things to be grateful for.
ReplyDeleteWhat 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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