You hear it rush loud and deep,
With authority it rumbles with its rolling wave.
It’s strength is multiples of your own, it
Could wipe you out in one single motion.
And yet you’re not afraid.
The rush lulls you into a relaxed state.
You feel your heartbeat slow to a comforted pace.
There seems to be no worries as the rushing beach’s wave,
Gently touches your toes with a loving caress.
There’s no reason to fear its strength.
It is the mirrored personality of the God of the Universe.
His voice can start the world or end it.
Yet His children have no fear to talk to him
Like a friend, He’s the Guardian of their souls.
And as the beach’s foamy waves brush your feet,
You can feel His touch in each splash, and you feel His
Strong, soft voice, “I’m here, my child, have no fear.”