Tide Release

 

Leave your sandals at the pier

footsteps only, peace is near.

 

Sifting sand beneath your feet

between your toes, troubles meet.

 

Uncertain footing from places within

beach front walking, answer-filled steps begin.

 

With each pebble and rushing tide

woes and worries, nowhere to hide.

 

Breathe the ocean air in deep

secrets released; only mermaids and ship captains keep.

 

Pick your sandals up at the pier

Facing life, once again,  without old fear.

 

Gingham Apron

How many times have we thrown our apron over our head

wanting to escape a world of chaos and dread

Hidden beneath a cloth that keeps all the world at bay

so many things our heart needs to cry out and say

Take time to rest and be strong

as each trial and tribulation comes along

“See that your clock doesn’t run down”

Exchange your weakness for the strength in His robe and crown.

 

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