Then,
the tide comes and we wonder why we must start again…
We
build our castle of sand and hope it stands…
Then,
the tide comes and we are displeased we must build again…
We
make our own plans as we dream on the shore,
Then,
the sun sets and we wish for more.
We
wish for more time to enjoy the day.
We
wish our lines in the sand would stay.
We
wish our castles could be bigger and stronger.
We
wish our plans would happen now and not take any longer.
We
draw these imaginary lines in the sand…
Then,
the tide comes and we wonder why we must start again…
We
build our castle of sand again…
Then,
the tide comes and we are displeased we must build again…
We
make our own plans as we dream on the shore
Then,
the sun sets and we wish for more.
We rise the next day and do all of this again.
We work to maintain, a new way we never entertain.
We work to maintain, a new way we never entertain.
We
start each day as a new beginning.
Always wishing
for a new ending.
Yet,
we continue to draw our lines in the sand.
We
build our temporary castles.
We
worry with our hassles.
We
make our own plans.
Yet,
the tide comes up again.
The
sun sets and we wonder – is it all over again?
The
sun rises and we question – we must do it all again?
When
the tide maker and sun setter simply wants us to look toward Him.
The
rhythm to it all.
The
reason we are able to truly begin at all –
Is
the tide maker, the sun creator, the star breather – who knows them all by
name.
Wants
us to seek Him and find Him above all the mundane.
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