The Sea

There is a miracle in the endless sea

and its sojourn to the infinite sky.

Its progeny the sand and the shells.

Just begin to count them

and you will dwell in the miracle,

surely you will.

How does the sea know when it has

reached the shore, and where to

deliver its treaures?

Where do the waves go when

they touch the land?

You may abandon the sea

and travel in a homeward direction,

but when you return

on a luminous and lovely day

it is God you will see

in the iridescent water.

It is God you will hear

in the symphony of the waves.

Look outward and find Him.

The sea never left you

it was, and always will be there

waiting for your return.