The Water’s Edge

Here we are walking in the mist

Touched by God’s surroundings

Orange oval sun over the horizon

Creating the light of day

Morning’s freshness is oh so sweet

With cool white sand cushioning our feet

We hold the snares of the world at bay

As we stop, kneel down to pray

Full of imaginings, the hope of all people

A life of caring sprinkled with love

For brothers and sisters across the land

To begin each day, with help from above

Then with spirits lifted, we stand again

Strolling to where new life begins

Taking a dip while covering our heads

Peace overcomes us, releasing all dread

Oh, how magnificent is this place

Reminding us of God’s grace
Strolling along the water’s edge

(c) 2009 Sharon Moore Stenhouse - All Rights Reserved