November 2006 - Nr. 11
At Lake Huron
by Danuta
Grigaitis
Cold wild winds upset the
water
Rolling waves unto the shore,
Restless sunshine peaks through cloudlets
Waiting to perform once more.
High above the waving tree
tops
Gliding seagulls brave the sky,
As the constant moving cloudlet
Precious time fast flitteth by.
The mighty sound of
powerful nature
Reminds me always and once again
Of our Creator's strength and wisdom;
Who can tamper with His domain ?
There is magic, there is
power
In the sound of wind and wave,
Warning for the weak to take shelter,
Challenge for the strong and brave.
Then - in the hush of every sunrise,
In the glow of setting sun
There's peace and beauty ever unchanging
Today as yesteryear since world begun,
Copyright ©2008 Danuta Grigaitis
