Hearts in the sand, footprints too
Gulls and Pipers scatter
Then return seeking tasty bits amongst the seaweed.
In the moment little clam shells burrow quickly.
Feet covered in frothy surf
Foundation flows away and the mole crab dives deeper beneath my feet. V’s appear betraying the antenna of life below the surface.
Waves crash and remind me of the relentless question. Father what next? Where should I be? My heart, it needs you,
the assurance of arms, space, answers, just to be, rest, so much…
No answers
just a lingering open question, an ache and longing.
Head on the sand, body too
Wind and waves caressing shore, their ebb and flow, their constance reminds me to stay,
in the moment.
Moon glows round from behind the clouds
Skin covered in salty air
Foundation soft and sure I
Lie beyond the tide line, breathe in and out.
Distant lightning echoes passion in my heart deep below the surface.
Waves crash and remind me of the relentless question. Father what next? Where should I be? My heart, it needs you,
the assurance of arms, space, answers, just to be, rest, so much…
No answers just a lingering open question, an ache and longing.
Heart in my hand, worn shell too
A hole etched by waves
Bits broken by trauma larger than constant motion
In the moments
Of abuse; love lost; heartbreaking…
Cheeks covered in racing tears
Foundation moist but firm I
Promenade into the sea with my God
Sobs well up as I cast the shell, my broken heart below the surface.
“Of the reckless raging for fury that they called the love of God… Reckless raging Fury they call love ….the love of God.” ~ Rich Mullins
Waves crash and remind me of the relentless Father. Daughter what else, you’re here with me.
Your heart, it has mine,
assurance of my arms, oneness, questions.
Just to be, rest… Love.
No answers are okay. Cause I love open questions, your ache and longing…
Heart in My hands, your life too.
Love that’s reckless, raging, true.
So walk on my shores, rest on my beach, ride my waves.
Stay in the moment
Vulnerable, passionate one.
Your you, covered with my wings.
Foundation mighty and true
So yes! Do dive deeper in my ocean.
Live to the full, love with your all, out of my depths, below the surface.
Waves crash and remind me of the relentless question, Father what else?
I’m here, with you.
My heart, it has yours, assurance of Sukkot, oneness, questions… I’ll be, rest, love.
I’ll live with few answers, lingering open questions, ache and longing…
Heart in Your hands, my life too,
In the reckless raging fury they call Your Love.