The shore


On the edges of the sacred shore
where dwells the gentle bound of peace and love.
Bathing in tears of truth in life and death.
Drawn to the shore 
in order to cleanse from the tumult.
Out in the waters are the storms of life
where we learn to navigate in choppy water.
Yet in the shore 
we may respite in divine grace.  
The love of being claimed as a child.
Needing to rest in Arms strong and safe.
Sacred ground of rest and family 
gathers to care at the shore.
Then it is time to cast out once more.
Gathering the love and prayers 
found on the peaceful
healing camp of the souls wisdom.
Found and reclaimed
safe in the boat of God's loving arms.