Silver Sun

Silver Sun                                      6/30/2016

Endless as the surf

Rising and falling

The long silver summer

Burnt into memory. 

Rolling over and over

In our heads

Long after

The sounds have died. 

Sometime we dream

And sometimes we see

The truth amongst the sand

Shinning in the sea.

At rest the thoughts come

Like a message from the deep

A soft and sweet melody

Drifting through the inner mind

From God to our ears.

An altogether different vision

And an altogether different sound

Soft but focused

Unheard and profound.

It is not blood

Rushing through a shell

And it is not

What I knew to ask.

A treasure to keep

And commit to the ether

A truth to witness

Long missing

And found. 

It matters not

If we are believed

And God only knows

What remains

Deep in the heart.

We who have searched

Have found

And we who have believed

Know. 

A beautiful life

Shining through the water

A wellspring of hope

Even in loss

And heartache.

The dead also live

And we also have won

Returning always

Where we

Always were.