This Hand

I made each seashell different
And I made each starfish unique.
They follow each their own path,
And so do you.

The sea is breathing in its tides,
And I have set the moon beside
The earth to regulate the flow
Of ocean waves.

In coming to Me, you come
to the source; the primal source of life;
The force that made the seas
And set the currents’ flow.

I ordain the tides, the storms;
I give the rhythm to the deeps;
And I alone will bring them home
At journey’s end.

So child, abide here in this hand
That crafted mountain, sea and land;
Whose palm is scarred and worn because
Of love for you.

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