I walk the sunrise quiet pines, mid whispering winds that near beside brave silently the trembling sound: Oh death where is your sting? – The grass grows hearty—little lives nurtured in the womb of earth so shortly short, now green, now brown Oh death, is this your sting? – Droplets mist the eyes of day […]
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The sharks live in the ocean, y’all, Antoni told me so. We cannot swim within the sea the sharks will surely know. – They lie beneath the whackish waves to splunder all our bones, to stab our legs with teeth like steel and drag us to their homes. – Who knows what goes on down […]
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Oh to see the sun as once it shone in splendor glorious, ancient as the age, the regal glint reflected from on high in clouds of white: a pure and perfect stage – Oh to hear the songs that once were sung: the trilling notes of brass and wood and string— the echoes soaring skyward […]
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Oh Savior you are beautiful fair beyond the sun that’s lately run its daily done and dips to sea again. – Your ways are deeper than the sea, and light danced ember waves. The secret graves of hidden caves are known before your eyes. – Your eyes can pierce the blackest night and thus you […]
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When He had on the third day seen as far as bent the waters green the endless upend, wave and roar the changedness of trough and tor and having perfect in His hand at length the Maker vasted land. – – – – – Petra M. Greening, pexels
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They skip by tripping over water extending beaks like legs in dance, then twirling upward on the windsea borne along till touch again – They twist in wind gusts, dip in wave troughs beaks catch darts of silver sleeks. freespin breezeward, riding wing sails. Sky swirl dancers of the sea
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Turbulent and troubled waters, inky black the swelling ocean: bobbing up and chopping downwards as the sunlight sneaks away. Far beyond the water hillocks endless wastes of dark and deepness beckon to the weary swimmer etiolate of warming rays. – Down beneath the dipping wave splash thousand single fishes swiggle swept along by bubble currents […]
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Across the water, shines the light: a bobbing, gilded trail; a sunset strand of gold and glow that floating calm across the chop of purpled-black and ember waves still leads us on to where the graves of day’s last sunlight drop once fought its losing battle—slow: a spark of fire gone pale as silhouetted silence […]
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To bless, He waits, expectant, from His throne while down below the toilsome ant-roads long lead peopled millions to their bleak alone, and darkened nights withhold the joyful song. He reaches out, His very self to give while creatures grub for grabbing in their need and use the crumpled husks of life they live like […]
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Life is one long ocean strand just touched by the horizon. It surges, swells, and dips like dells, and presses ever skyward. – Reaching shores unrecognized, it slaps against a castle then swishing foam, retreating home, it heads for open water— where whirling wind betrays the calm in gusts and squalls and lightning, and ships […]
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