Mighty Ocean
Consistent Wind
Palm branches wave
…worshiping God.
Waves crash, like life sometimes
Large expanse…like the depth of my sin
…or the breadth of His grace.
Birds hunt, poor creatures in the sand are soon to be picked
Sand, numerous like people…yet God cares for each one
Relax, the beach is supposed to be a resting place, and yet
there is so much motion, movement, violence, and death
Birds fly, gliding on the wind, seemingly so free
but they too have to eat.
Ocean shores, around the world,
different, yet strikingly similar.
© 2014 Lukas Westevy