Do you ever watch the ocean and wonder if this is what the whole of human history looks to God-- The rising up and falling down.
What's underneath rising to press up through the fluid slippery surface.
How strange the molecules that attach and collide.
How strange the untold creatures you hide.
Dearest sea, how is it that you make chaos into beauty?
At the rupture of you we applause and marvel.
When you crash we awe at your power.
Tell me, tell me, how is it that you make change so lovely?