Upon the Waters

[Nowak 877]

𝕌𝕡𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣

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Beneath the endless canvas of the sky,
Where rivers flow, their secrets passing by,
I sought the presence of the divine,
Amidst the waters' soothing, gentle line.
 

I walked along the river's winding grace,
Its ripples whispered secrets in soft embrace,
In nature's sanctuary, I found my place,
A sacred stillness, a celestial trace.
 

The waters mirrored heavens' endless blue,
Reflecting the Creator's boundless view,
In every droplet, in each shimmering hue,
I glimpsed the sacred, the eternal and true.

 

The river's song, a hymn of life's grand scheme,
A reminder of a larger, cosmic dream,
With every ripple, every glimmering gleam,
I found the divine, like light within a beam

 

In quiet moments by the riverside,
I felt the presence of the One, my guide,
Among the currents, in the ebb and tide,
I found God's grace, forever to abide.
 

So, seek the sacred in the rivers' flow,
Let nature's beauty in your heart bestow,
For in their depths, where living waters grow,
You'll find the Creator, in every gentle flow.

 

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ᴱˣᶜᵉʳᵖᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴳᵉᵒʳᵍᵉ'ˢ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵉᵃʳᶜʰ ᶠᵒʳ ᴳᵒᵈ

 

 

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[JustAngel69 478]

Philip Laurent would read over his cousins poem that was published within the estate, a sense of proudness at the words of God. "Wow, Cousin George is good with his words... Maybe I need to go on a retreat so I can get better at drawing."