The simmering sands and the peace and quiet are reasons enough to enjoy this paradise.
As the rhythm of life occurs, we find ourselves attracted to the tempo sound of different tunes. Some are great gospel songs we all know by heart, some are classical quartet ensembles; as many of my generation, the classic sounds of Motown soul rule but there are some that would rather listen to the country guitar strings.
Today, however, it’s a different kind of sound. I sit on the eleventh floor, taking a deep breath to inhale the salt air. I listen to the echo from the ocean roar. Though the waves are fierce at sea level, it’s a majestic view of white caps and the blue ocean that captures my imagination. Intently observing the oyster white sands that sprawl along the coastline, miles away there’s a peninsula and a tiny cove.
“The purposes of man’s heart are deep water, but a man of understanding draws them out.”
Drawn to the sound, people come from miles around to the fishing capital of the world. The simmering sands and the peace and quiet are reasons enough to enjoy this paradise. Pristinely unique to any place in the world, my life is complete as I listen to its sound.
Now the days are growing shorter and this sleepy place wakes a little later as the sun sets over the winter waters. We walk alone amongst the dunes and sea oats whispering in the northerly winds. The dormant shores have hibernated for the winter; no umbrellas nor lounge chairs, just a few terns and sea gulls reclaim what once was their own before the summer months.
God has blessed me as I return, like a winter bird, to rejuvenate my heartfelt thoughts. Lovingly, I have returned with you, my childhood sweetheart. We’ve missed so much throughout the years but God, now, has given us a second chance.
I’m here to give God my utmost thanks. I share my heart, praying for calmer waters. Drawn to the heavenly sound of waves and the wings on the winds, it’s a sanctuary where God’s love begins. I hold your hand, embracing your heart. It’s all I have….I give you my love.
If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.