Healing Thunder
Healing Thunder
Heal me!
My soul is battle weary
from the hustle of the city
Your thunder
is soothing oil
to the lamp of my spirit
I turn my back to you
and close my eyes
and I can see you
moving in on the rocky shore
staking your claim
as the panther does the gazelle.
You are my friend for life.
You have taught me well.
My passion for you
is deep and eternal
equaled only by my fear
disguised cleverly
as respect.
I etch a message in the sand
knowing
your mighty hand will erase it
Just as I live this life
knowing
all too soon I, too, will be erased.
You have taught me to make it matter.
Live well.
Make a difference.
Have an impact.
Live life
in a really big way.
The tides are changing
and ebb tide is waiting in the wing.
And then?
As simply as I began, I will end.
Today I will take a deep breath
and I will be renewed
about what really matters.
Today?
I’m thankful
for the sunshine
and hopeful
for warmth.
And I’m thankful for pink plastic shoes
that fill with sand
from my journey.
Part of you will come home with me today.
All of you
lives inside me
every moment
that I live.
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