Still and Spoken

Τhe morning ocean breeze

speaks in depths to me.

My aching heart proclaims;

“There is no higher name!”

The sounds of blowing trees

can bring me to my knees.

The wind, it moves at will.

He speaks to me “Be still”.

The currents hit the shore.

There’s beauty here in store.

Why does He let me see

the pearls of majesty?

The truth it speaks in love;

It rains with grace above

He tells me “do not fear”;

The great I AM is here.


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