The Face of the Waters
the face of the waters
subtle and still
shimmering slightly
soft and subdued
the face of the waters
raging and roaring
ragged rushing rains
riptide and rolling
the face of the waters
is merely a reflection
the face seen therein
the face of the onlooker
the face of the waters
utterly calm
the moonlight shines upon it
a silver beacon, reflected
the face of the waters
smooth as silk
a silent endless plane
a deep, dark, starry blue
the face of the waters
the very sky itself, captured
not a cloud in the sky
nor a cloud reflected in the sea
the face of the waters
the universe revealed
looking at its own reflection
the stars shining back upon themselves
the face of the waters
ripples emerging
footsteps, one after another
walking across the water
the face of the waters
the storm silenced
footsteps of faith
one man followed God
the face of the waters
ironically, it was the Rock
who was the one to walk on water
his eyes fixed on his Lord
the face of the waters
only by faith
can a mountain
throw itself in
the face of the waters
Christ has died
Christ is risen
Christ will come again
the face of the waters
at the moment of creation
God moved across them
speedily surveying that which was good
the face of the waters
in creation
Jesus walked on them
and Peter followed
the face of the waters
now once again still
shimmering slightly
silently awaiting...
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