The Open Sea

She stares with dreamy eyes across the open sea.

She remembers all the soft times the ocean set her free.

Gulls squawk; the gentle wind whispers her name.

Affirmation by faith strokes her hearts tender flame.

She closes her warm eyes now to the open sea.

With hands raised to heaven she reaches out to skies so blue.

She praises God for all things and knows His love is true .

The wind rises now to a tempest blow.

The surf pounds sharply the sandy shore.

The gulls grow quite and softly land.

The skies split asunder revealing the Son of Man.

She falls slowly to her knees.

She bares witness to the power of God.

Her soul becomes as that of fire.

And then she knows that she knows…

Her healing has come to her hearts desire.

The wind then stops.

The surf stills like glass.

She opens again her eyes to the sea.

Knowing the storm in her life has passed.

J. Allen Wilson © 6/2008