
Face Unveiled
In silent dark the soul rests in solace hidden from city lights. The healing night and flooding sea, God’s face unveiled in quiet beauty. Now

In silent dark the soul rests in solace hidden from city lights. The healing night and flooding sea, God’s face unveiled in quiet beauty. Now

Today there is one path, one tide flowing before me. The greater powers move sun and moon, earth and sea, yet reach down indelible and

Greet the morning where stone touches tide, quiet as mountains rimming the sea; discord dissolved, healed the fractures, heart cleansed of violent debris. Into the

The briny smell of weed clinging to bare rock, swirls of water rushing south as ebb tide drains the inland sea, emptying the stone-lined cove