Perfection
In the
depths of the oceans kind loving breast,
Some
little stones lay in timeless rest
Longing
for the blessed day,
When
the currents flow would bear them away
To the
coastline, the water’s edge let us go.
Know
of sunshine, wind, thunder and rain,
Toss
under us waves, lift up us again.
Wear
off these rough edges,
Don’t
spare us the pain.
For
someday ”He “
whilst
passing by, will bend to pick
from
the foreshores wide land.
With
words of praise and joyous heart,
You
and I to take home, as glittering gems.
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