As the seagulls and I listen to Your voice above the waves
I can sense Your presence gently resting
on the ocean.
And as I am filled I cannot help but asking
make me, shape me into
the person You want
me to be.
And there is nothing Your eyes cannot see.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”