There where the sea meets land and sky
is where I encounter the Most High.
Any such coming together is productive.
That’s when the magic of life is most active.
Don’t you love it when things come together
Be it a sunny or a stormy weather
The skies though covered with clouds
Give seas and mountains a bluish shroud.
The fields and hills with shades of green galore
Beckon the waves to come and rest by the shore
Nothing is ever out of place in this happy scene
It’s a place you know you’ve already been
I read what a poet once wrote:
“Unable to perceive the shape of you,
I find you all around me.
Your presence fills my eyes with your love.
It humbles my heart, for you are everywhere.”
It’s my God enfolding me in sea, sky and air.
My Lord is here and there and everywhere.