Poetry

Creations Art

There’s a wonder in the way
light dances on waves
as they break
The steady roar
as walls of water collide
in an endless race to shore
Only to retreat again

There’s a beauty in the glint
of sunlight and striated sand
trails left by receding water
quickly filled and shaped again

The song of the brown-bird,
trees bowed by the wind,
water carvings of stone
creation is an endless art

May I never lose a sense of wonder
at the beauty of creation
and it’s reflection
of the extravagant Creator