Blessing
How can I now reach you?
Past ebb of oceans, flow of days
and miles now in between?
Well, I can but try...
My
friend -
you are treasured, heart-safe
blue and gold -
gulls-cry on my soul-shore,
sea-breeze thoughts.
God gift you brightly, like
jewelled sand and summer stars,
un-numbered blessings on
your distant mornings.
So may He be, in all storms,
your safe Haven - in all life
your true Home.