Cast upon a lonely shore. There, I sat and looked upon the <br />sea. Calm the water was, with the birds hovering above. Like <br />the angels of GOD, hovering over the life below. The wings of <br />life sustained the buoyant birds, above the deep of the ocean. <br /> <br />Where was the middle ground? Only the air on which the birds <br /> floated with the undulations of the wind. Just as the water <br />rolls off a ducks back, so do the birds float on the wind. The <br />water reflected the sunlight, like shattered mirror parts, in <br />the sunlight. So my eyes encompassed all of this wonder. <br />Into the cognition of my minds being. It is me and the truth <br />of my reality. <br /> <br />Call, oh little, but mighty birds in my life. A precious moment <br />of life and flight. A living presence of GOD, floating on the <br />winds and time of life. So, you are just small birds. Let me <br />just drink in your beauty for one more moment. <br /> <br />copyright 2005 POEWHIT <br />[search: POEWHIT ] <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/floating-birds/
