Saturday, June 12, 2010

Waters


waters
silent, still and sounding
cascading rain
the ever present cresting tide
its call to the moon
the soft flowing streams
the rhythmic ripples of lake and pond
pulsing, flowing, cresting
alchemic gift of sun and life
be water's glory and praise
oceans plea be it heard
within resounds
the Creator's WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Chichester Canal, circa 1828, Joseph Mallord William Turner, 1775-1851.

8 comments:

  1. RosseMarie

    o lovely and calming - the images and words soothe my weary soul.

    Love Gail
    peace and hope.....

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  2. thank you Rose <3 , where would we be without water....

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  3. to move mountains and bodies of water...

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  4. The beauty of water ~ hand in hand with the splendour of your words!

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  5. Gail, Your faith and strength, I know will bring a new awakening to that 'weary soul' - be it yours or another's. You are loved dear friend.

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  6. Larry, YES, without blue - no green...

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  7. Brian, is that not what we do each moment of resolve? Much love to you and yours.

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  8. Tamarind, Thank You - ever the questing flow...

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