
Your majesty,
I do see while
sitting under the
shady tree.
As I look out
at Your crests,
and hold true to
the feeling in my chest.
A beauty beyond
comprehension.
On land,
we only ever see
a fraction
of Your love
and devotion,
which You send
to us all, even
when we least expect
it.
And, that’s when it’s
most detected
by the senses,
even if we don’t
know
what’s protecting
us
in each moment.
You know,
and always have,
for your Grace is
everlasting, like
a strand
that goes on
forever and ever
until the very end.
And, then?
It all starts again.