Monday, January 13, 2014

The Sea of Galilee

There is something about a body of water
that remains unchanged
buildings, cathedrals
come and go
yet the sea remains the same
waves rolling in
over my toes
chilly and cold
I can dig my feet in
to the sand and shells
feeling the grit of the land.

Look out on the water
picture the storm
clouds overhead
wind whistling past your ears
and the world spins and your heart worries
and you are reprimanded
“Ye of little faith! Why are you scared?”
And then
“Peace, be still.”
And then, steady as the waves,

peace rolls in.  

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