Perfection
In the depths of the ocean’s 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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