Sunday, August 4, 2013

Alone With Jesus...


Ocean Grove (NJ) Beach
 
 
COMMUNION


Alone, in the morning

except for gulls, pipers

and a few fishermen far out on the jetties

I walk along the shoreline

Fringes of waves

rhythmically roll over my sandy feet

as I worship You with quiet song—

The soft ocean rumble, my accompaniment

 

At rose-toned dusk

I stroll along a mountain path

lush in deepening shadows

Cognizant of my serenity,

I appreciate the harmony

designed into creation by You

 

Cozy in my bed

in the quiet moments before slumber meets me

my pre-sleep meditation is prayerful thanks

for the blessings that surround me, and

the giving heart of You.

 

Maude Carolan

 

This poem began with an early morning stroll along

Ocean Grove Beach, vacation's end, the summer of `94.

 

 

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