Whispering waves are calling
Sand and surf revealing
A place of grandeur
A place of healing
My church lies in the sea and I am part of each wave that sings it’s Sea Song.
My church lies in the sea and the sea gulls are the choir.
The stained glass windows consist of multi-colored skies and the billowing clouds are the angels looking peacefully downward on me…
Seeming to Guide Me….
All is well by the sea and as I walk tensions disappear, if by magic. My load is lightened and my back and neck and forehead feel no worry and my heartaches are cast into the great depths.
God bless the sea and let’s protect it and the sea creatures that dwell within it innocently.
Much as a church we must respect it, cherish it as a woman is to a man.
God bless the sea and God bless ME.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Copyright June 2013