21 days with God · Diary

Like a rolling tide

It’s so eloquent and free
It rolls and lolls, like a tide
Worse, when it boils,
It is rapid like an ocean

It’s like a roaring sea
Of many debris and fishes
Yet more debris than good
And so undirected

Plunge in the deep
Still the tempest that rolls
For it is of no good
It speaks of itself

Ride in and calm it
Clamp and stomp it
Change its language
And let it bring in good

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