How many days, how many mornings?
A thousand more?

Stars, Sky, Wind, Water
Rocks, Sand, Grass, Shells.
There was ice this morning – making
Waves and wavelets to silence, 
Or at least, a rush 

I see you there, My God
The tide coming in
The tide rising
My breath out in song in wonder
in praise in awe

Luke sniffs and waits, waits
While You and I talk
While You show me Your Very Self

Oh Water & Wind Bless Me
Oh GOD make me Love, itself

These tears, they’re because its biting cold, right?
Not just Holy Fear
I am letting go

Then I am that boy again
With his dog, in the cold
In the woods, the path,
The grass, parting
Laying on Frozen window glass
Silent staring into life below
and You are there
and I am safe