The Unveiling

Sunrise revealed waves pounding against battered dunes,hiding the sands of the wide beach.Walkers tread carefullyto avoid boisterous waters that attempted to catch their anklesin the dim light.Through the morning hoursYou gently called those wavesback to sea,soothing their tempestand unveiling the treasuresthat the night waters washed ashore.Tiny housestossed aside by creatures of the deep,shared with land mortalsto fascinate and decorate their homes.You?“Gravity,” they say.“The moon,” they say.True, but all designed and guided by the One who sprinkles stars through the skyand lights the night with one radiant orb.

For thus saith the Lord that created the heavens; God himself that formed the earth and made it; he hath established it, he created it not in vain, he formed it to be inhabited: I am the Lord; and there is none else. (Isaiah 45:18, KJV)