To reflect on the sound of the
Water rippling over the shore
With the smell of seaweed and
Watch the sea gulls soar.
Glistening sun on the waves
With it’s warmth on one’s face
Tranquillity here on the sand where the
Water marks leave shapes like lace.
In just a little while all will change
When the moon reflects its silver foil
And to watch as the stars emerge setting a
Black and white element of a whole.
God I know you are the creator of life’s
Reflections upon the invisible and visible
This is more that a mere thought that
It is just an imaginative fable.
To reflect on the life with ones
Senses is to quench the soul
While God rules the universal plan
And to be just one part in the roll.
Joyce Gale 2006.
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