Stand Tall by the Water
Stand tall
by the water
know no fear or loneliness
let this love
cross you over
let this song
bid you well
by the water
know no fear or loneliness
let this love
cross you over
let this song
bid you well
What do I have to give You, God? A flock of gulls flies overhead. They are so beautiful, their black wings against the morning's blue sky. Last night I watched the same sky, covered with stars. I feel the ocean water which laps at my toe. I walk among the rocks, picking up quartz and crystal. What do I have to give You?
I close my eyes and listen. You say to me, "Love the beauty of my creation." I wait. There must be more. But there is no more. And I am left hearing the words again. Love the beauty of my creation.