God is in every grain of sand.
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Love, a tide, ebbs and recedes
takes sand, grains, my body needs …
beaches me. Dare I let go?
Shells sit, weeping selves empty,
crying pearls … infinity.

Humility is to crawl,
become miniscule, wee, small.
Greed and pride wash out quite slow,
crustaceans gouge deeply …
unnerving me completely.

Love, a tide, sea tears, salty,
cling, rake, erode markedly.
Commitment is love's anchor
makes it unconditional,
better than traditional.

Even as He sifts the sand,
we're touched with the tide … God's hand.