Wednesday, December 28, 2011

You feed me

I see the soaring seagulls
High above
Circling before coming down
To search for food
To sleep on the sands
But humans walk upon the shore
And the gulls lift upon winds
And I am aware then
That you feed me
I see children by the ocean
Stepping upon the sand
Running from the tide
As it crashes in
I taste the salt in the air
I feel the spray upon my face
I smell the ocean in its glory
I hear the cries of joy from the children
And God you feed me
You feed me
Every second spent
Outside of this moment
Is lost
For you are perfect
And your creation
Is beautiful