Sand
When my mind reaches for comfort
Teach me how to grasp the warmth of
My vicinity
Like a wave upon the seashore
Teach me how to crash my waves
Upon the sand of Thee
And not to stray too far into
Another land
But to throw myself
Again, again
Into your loving hands
To pour myself upon the grains
Of your good thoughts for me
Warmed by the sun of your
Favor and Grace
Teach me, God
Not to
Stray.
About the Creator
Mezmur
Between modern psalms you'll find glimpses of my messy mind trying to make sense of the world through poetry. https://dsfwrites.carrd.co
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