Poem

AN AGELESS CLEANSE

As grains of sand upon the shore
The waves come in to cleanse... restore
For pure and pressed the current deep
An evening splash as waters creep
A setting sun that lights our way
A Son that guides our everyday
So to cleanse us and restore
Our lives like grains upon the shore
An ageless spirit, a setting sun
That points us too the Holy One.

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