The sound of the tide
woke me.
Any day
can be clean Monday.
Any day
not too early
nor too late,
I follow You, Lord,
as You walk along the sea.
Your foot steps leave no trace,
but mine,
heavy with the weight of sins,
mar the smoothness
of the sand of time.
Cannot erase them,
cannot hide them,
the path they trace,
where I walked without You,
but Your mercy, Lord,
Your mercy,
blows them away.
They vanish
in Your wind.
Following You,
like You
I leave no trace.
The sea washes away,
the wind clears the sand,
the wind carries them away,
the sun shines softly,
lights the beach
invisibly through the mists,
the roar of the waves
carries them away,
far as east is
from the west.
Alone with You,
I walk with You
along the sea, Lord,
and in silence
You unburden me.
You release me, Lord,
and so
I follow You.
woke me.
Any day
can be clean Monday.
Any day
not too early
nor too late,
I follow You, Lord,
as You walk along the sea.
Your foot steps leave no trace,
but mine,
heavy with the weight of sins,
mar the smoothness
of the sand of time.
Cannot erase them,
cannot hide them,
the path they trace,
where I walked without You,
but Your mercy, Lord,
Your mercy,
blows them away.
They vanish
in Your wind.
Following You,
like You
I leave no trace.
The sea washes away,
the wind clears the sand,
the wind carries them away,
the sun shines softly,
lights the beach
invisibly through the mists,
the roar of the waves
carries them away,
far as east is
from the west.
Alone with You,
I walk with You
along the sea, Lord,
and in silence
You unburden me.
You release me, Lord,
and so
I follow You.
— Romanós
3 comments:
Beautiful poem. It's just what I needed to hear/read.
Such an inspiring spirit. Beautiful. As always, thank you for sharing your heart with us :)
Thank you both, Kyle and Winter.
Glad this poem prayer spoke to you.
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