Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Mighty Fortress

My fears, my sins, my pride
Rage and foam and crash,
Broken against Your eternal shore.

I recede, spent and fading,
Until I run again
But gentled against the smooth warm sand.

You stand serene and steady,
A mountain in the frantic sea,
Mighty fortress.

I finally slip and sigh
And feel Your granite, forged eternal
Above and below me.