Under a gray sky shaped like God’s hand
A sea shore gentle and fresh
Bright light from heaven shining through the sleeves
On precious kindred dear


Leaving tumult behind
A place of rest, rebirth and renewal
Of new-found realization that life’s journey need not be frozen in time
Abiding beside still waters


Mountains are seen differently by birds
Song birds in suburbia surprise the newly arrived
Sweet sounds that are a gift from nowhere
In a journey from place to place


A hill of many characters
Rocky, sinking, impassable
Lush, green, remarkable
Reflecting back on the waters, silent witness of miracles


Easy to forget that which is most important
When far away from that Mountain Lake
Relinquish all worry and fear
Entrusting all to God’s care by the still waters of that place
— Allyn Dhynes