by Andrew Courtney
Creation flowing through your veins
Filling the Earth with the sweet rain it longs for
Vermillion rivers of forgiveness
Sturdy mountains – your foundation
Son shining
You call us
Trees growing ever so high, reaching for the skies
Hearts following suit, hands praising like branches
We follow
Beaches of sand, beaches of change
Dry, parched souls filled with waves of magnificent blue:
You