Impossible to explore
Always the same yet ever changing
Mighty one day
Calm, subdued the next
A wealth of knowledge plunged within your deep
What fascination holds my attention for hours on end
Wondering, thoughtful cadence of waves rushing white upon the sand
Sand, full of precious thoughts my Creator thinks of me
Not mad, not angry but tender as He holds me close to Him…I am His and He is mine
Oh, the depths of His love I can not fathom
A Net of Hope 