WATER

WATER

 

 

BY

 

 

FRANK A VOLLMER

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hagar (Genesis 16,17,21)

I DO NOT KNOW IF HAGAR

WAS SINNER

OR SAINT

CERTAINLY

ABRAM

AND SARAI

WEREN’T

MOST LIKELY

LIKE MOST OF US

THEY WERE

BOTH

I DO KNOW SHE WAS AN ABUSED WOMAN

WITHOUT HER CONSENT

SHE WAS A WOMB FOR ABRAM’S SEED

SHE WAS A SLAVE

A WALKING TOOL

HER OPINION DIDN’T COUNT

LIFTED OUT OF ANONYMITY

SHE STRUTTED

IN HER NEW IMPORTANCE

AND DISPLEASED HER MISTRESS

SARAI TREATED HER SO HARSHLY

SHE RAN AWAY

THE LORD FOUND HER NEAR WATER

THE LORD ALWAYS FINDS US IN WATER

I HAVE HEARD YOUR CRY

AND THE CHILD’S

YOU WILL NAME HIM ISHMAEL

MEANING

THE LORD WILL HEAR

HAGAR SAID

I WILL CALL YOU

EL-ROI

FOR I HAVE SEEN GOD

AND YET I LIVE

AT GOD’S REQUEST

SHE RETURNED TO SERVITUDE

TO RAISE HER SON

FOURTEEN YEARS LATER

SARAH’S ISAAC WAS BORN

HER JOY

HER LAUGHTER

BUT TROUBLE STARTED AGAIN

THERE WAS JEALOUSY

BETWEEN THE TWO WOMEN

SO HAGAR GIVEN

BREAD AND WATER

WAS EXILED

WHEN THE WATER WAS GONE

SHE PLACED THE CHILD UNDER A BUSH

SO SHE WOULD NOT HEAR ITS DEATH CRIES

BUT GOD HEARD

THE CRIES OF THE CHILD

THE SOBS OF THE MOTHER

AND BROUGHT WATER

HAGAR THOUGHT

NO MATTER

IF THE WORLD BRINGS ME LOW

OR MY OWN BEHAVIOR DOES

GOD DOES HEAR MY CRIES

AND SHE PRAYED

I LOVE THE LORD

FOR HE HEARD

MY VOICE

HE HEARD

MY CRY FOR MERCY

JUST AS I AM

HE BROUGHT ME WATER

WATER

 

 

BY

 

 

FRANK A VOLLMER

 

 

 

DID HE KNOW

DID HE KNOW


DID HE KNOW
WHEN HE CAME WITH HIS BAND OF TWELVE
TO OVERLOAD THE WEDDING PARTY
DID HE KNOW
THEY WOULD RUN OUT OF WINE
DID HE KNOW
THAT HIS MOTHER
WITH THE ASSURANCE
THAT MOTHERS AND OTHER LOVERS HAVE
THAT WHEN SHE REQUESTED HELP
HE WOULD TAKE CARE OF IT
DID HE KNOW
THAT HE WOULD NOT CONTAIN
THE PLAYFULNESS OF LOVE
AND TEASE HER
WHAT IS THAT TO ME
BUT SHE, SURE IN THE KNOWLEDGE OF HIS LOVE
SAID TO THE SERVANTS
DO WHAT HE TELLS YOU
FILL THE JUGS WITH FRESH WATER
FILL THE JUGS USED FOR WASHING FEET
WITH FRESH WATER
TAKE THEM TO THE STEWARD OF THE FEAST
TWICE IN HIS LIFE HE WOULD DO THAT
BEFORE AN IMPORTANT ACTION
DO SOMETHING WITH WASHING OF FEET
A SERVANT'S JOB
MORE LIKELY A SLAVE
WHAT DID HE TRY TO TELL US IN THIS STORY
THAT LOVE AND THE IMPULSES OF LOVE
SHOULD PERMEATE DOWN TO THE LOWEST
MOST BASIC LEVELS OF NEEDS
SO THAT ONE'S WHOLE BEING
SHOULD CRY LOVE
FROM NECESSITY TO ECSTASY
THAT LOVE CHANGES US
THAT WATER TOUCHED BY HIS LOVE
BECOMES WINE
IN THE WAY THE FACES OF LOVERS ARE SUFFUSED WITH COLOR
THE WATER RESPONDED TO LOVE
AND BECAME WINE
COLOR OF BLOOD
COLOR OF BLUSHING
COLOR OF PASSION
COLOR OF CHANGE
I AM NO LONGER WATER
I AM WINE

GIVEN FOR YOU
I AM ALL THE GRAPES GROUND DOWN TO WINE
CAN YOU IMITATE ME AND BE GROUND DOWN
NOT GRAPES BUT WINE
CAN YOU GIVE YOURSELF TO THIS PROCESS
CAN YOU BECOME WINE
CAN YOU MAKE THE WATER OF YOUR BEING BLUSH
WITH LOVE AND LONGING FOR THE OTHER
THEN SHALL I COME TO LIVE WITH YOU
AND THE WIND OF YOUR AGE
SHALL BE BETTER THAN ANY BEFORE
AND LOVE WILL SHOW IT ACTION
IN THE KISSING, WASHING OF CLOTHING, OF FEET
AND THE SURETY SHE FELT WHEN SHE SAID
DO WHAT HE TELLS YOU
FEAR NOT
HE HAS SAVED THE GOOD WINE TILL LAST
.

LAKE OSSIPEE

LAKE OSSIPEE




AND THE SPIRIT MOVED OVER THE WATER
CALLING THE SUN FROM ITS HIDING PLACE
WHETHER CLOUDY OR CLEAR
THE SUN SHONE
FAITHFUL TO ITS TASK
FAITHFUL TO THE JOURNEY
STEADFAST TO ITS COURSE
UNTIL LULLED TO SLEEP IN THE EVENING
AS THE SPIRIT WHISPERED LULLABIES
OVER THE WATER
SINGING THIS DAY IS GOOD
THIS JOURNEY OF A DAY
OR A SEASON
OR A YEAR
WHETHER THE LAKE IS FROZEN
ROUGH
OR MIRROR FLAT
THIS DAY IS GOOD

THE SPIRIT MOVES OVER THE WATER
TELLING THE WORLD OF GOD'S PURPOSE
AND DREAMS FOR HIS CREATION
WRITING ON THE WATER
THE RIPPLES OF A BREEZE
SENDING OUT THE MESSAGE
TO LAP UPON THE SHORES
NO MATTER HOW REMOTE
THE MESSAGE GOD IS
HE LOVES
HE CARES

THE SPIRIT MOVES OVER THE WATER
EVEN IN THE DARK
EVEN IN THE DARK
THE WIND WHISPERS
PREPARE
PREPARE FOR THE COMING OF THE SUN
PREPARE TO HEAR THE MESSAGE
GOD IS
HE LOVES
HE CARES

THE SPIRIT MOVES ABOVE THE WATER
AND CREATION IS RENEWED IN HIS PASSING

 

PILATE

PILATE

GOOD EVENING
MY NAME IS PONTIUS PILATE
AND I WELCOME
AND THANK YOU
FOR COMING TO HEAR
MY SIDE OF THE STORY
OF THE EXECUTION
OF THE CRIMINAL
JESUS OF NAZARETH.

NOW YOU MAY ASK
WHY A MAN OF MY IMPORTANCE
CARES ABOUT THE DEATH
OF ONE GUILTY OF TREASON.

LET ME GIVE YOU MY REASONS,
LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF
IF I MUST.

EVERY SUNDAY
IN YOUR CHURCHES
YOU SAY TOGETHER THESE WORDS
OR WORDS QUITE SIMILAR.
THEY ARE,

I BELIEVE IN GOD
THE FATHER ALMIGHTY,
MAKER OF HEAVEN AND EARTH.
AND IN JESUS CHRIST
HIS ONLY SON OUR LORD,
WHO WAS CONCEIVED BY THE HOLY SPIRIT,
BORN OF THE VIRGIN MARY,
SUFFERED UNDER PONTIUS PILATE....
AND THERE'S THE RUB.

NO MATTER
WHAT ELSE I MAY HAVE ACCOMPLISHED
I AM ONLY REMEMBERED
AS THE ONE UNDER WHOM JESUS
SUFFERED.

BUT FIRST
YOU MUST UNDERSTAND
THAT THOUGH THE WORDS OF THE CREED
ARE IMPORTANT TO YOU,
THEY MEAN NOTHING TO ME

FOR I AM NEITHER JEW NOR CHRISTIAN
I AM A ROMAN
WITH ROMAN BELIEFS
LET ME TELL YOU MY STORY. ***LIGHT FADE***




I WAS IN A BAD MOOD TO BEGIN WITH.
MY NORMAL RESIDENCE WAS AT CAESAREA
WHERE THE COOL BREEZES BLOW OFF THE MEDITERRANEAN

BUT EVERY YEAR
AROUND MARCH OR APRIL
WHEN IT'S THE HOTTEST IT CAN BE
WE MUST GO TO JERUSALEM
TO KEEP THE PEACE

SO WE TAKE THE ARMY AND GO,
KNOWING IN ADVANCE
THAT THERE WOULD BE TROUBLE
THERE ALWAYS WAS.

IT SEEMED THEIR FESTIVAL
CALLED THE PASSOVER,
A TRIBUTE TO AN ESCAPE FROM SLAVERY
AROUSES NATIONALISTIC FEELINGS
AND THERE WERE OFTEN RIOTS BREAKING OUT
PROTESTING ROMAN RULE

I SHOWED THEM ROMAN RULE
THE TIME I MARCHED MY SOLDIERS INTO THE TEMPLE
AND ERECTED MY ROMAN FLAGS AND STATUES
AGAINST ALL THEIR CHURCH LAWS

CAESAR APPROVES OF STRONG ACTION.
HE WANTS PEACE
NOT THIS CONSTANT BICKERING.

A LEADER IN HIS EYES
IS JUDGED BY THE KEEPING
OF THE PEACE

AND THAT WAS MY WISH ALSO
WHEN I MARCHED OUT TO JERUSALEM

THE JOURNEY WAS STARTED
IN OCEAN COOLNESS
BUT WE WALKED
INTO INCREASING HEAT
INTO AN OVEN
IN WHICH WAS BREWING
NATIONALISTIC FRENZY,
RELIGIOUS FERVOR
AND A MAD MAN
WHO THOUGHT HE WAS
GOD'S SON ***LIGHT FADE***




WHEN WE GOT THERE
THINGS WERE QUIET FOR A WHILE.
NOTHING LIKE A SHOW OF FORCE
TO KEEP THE RABBLE QUIET

THEN THERE CAME A REPORT
OF A KIND OF SPONTANEOUS PARADE
INVOLVING THIS FELLOW JESUS
RIDING ON A DONKEY

THE PEOPLE WERE LAUGHING AND SINGING,
SPREADING THEIR CLOAKS
AND SPREADING PALM BRANCHES
FOR THE DONKEY TO WALK ON
SORT OF A JEWISH RED CARPET TREATMENT

IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD NATURED JOLLY CROWD
SO WE ALLOWED IT TO HAPPEN
EVEN THOUGH THE CHURCH LEADERS
WANTED US TO BREAK IT UP

THIS HAPPENED ON THE DAY
YOU CALL PALM SUNDAY.

THEN THE NEXT DAY
THIS JESUS FELLOW MAKES A WHIP
AND GOES INTO THE TEMPLE
AND CLEARS HOUSE

I MEAN HE CLEARS HOUSE.
HE BEATS THE MONEYCHANGERS OUT OF THE TEMPLE;
HE SCATTERS THEIR COINS ALL OVER THE GROUND.

HE LETS ALL THE ANIMALS GO.
HE SAYS TO THE KEEPERS OF BIRDS
TAKE THEM OUTSIDE.
A NICE GESTURE THERE
NOT FRIGHTENING THE BIRDS.

AND ONCE AGAIN THE CHURCH LEADERS PROTESTED
BUT I LET THEM STEW.
HE HADN'T BROKEN ROMAN LAW.
JUST ANGERED THE CHURCH LEADERS
AND THEY WERE A THORN IN MY SIDE
AND NO FRIEND OF MINE

BUT THE CHURCH LEADERS
KEPT GETTING ANGRIER AND ANGRIER
THE MORE
HE TALKED
HIS SILLY LITTLE MESSAGE
OF LOVE
THE MORE THEY HATED HIM,



THE MORE
HE SPOKE OF FORGIVENESS
THE MORE THEY WISHED TO DO HIM HARM.

THEY WERE IN CHARGE OF THE TEMPLE
THEY WERE THE LEADERS
AND AFTER PALM SUNDAY
THEY HAD HIM ARRESTED
AND CHARGED
WITH BEING AGAINST THE CHURCH

AND SO THEY BROUGHT HIM TO ME
TO BE JUDGED. ***LIGHT FADE***







P) WHY HAVE YOU BROUGHT THIS MAN TO ME

V) BECAUSE HE CALLS HIMSELF A KING
AND WE HAVE NO KING BUT CAESAR

P) NO KING BUT CAESAR
IF ONLY THAT WERE TRUE
IS THAT ALL HE IS GUILTY OF

V) HE CALLS HIMSELF
SON OF GOD
WHICH IS A BLASPHEMY

P) THAT IS A CHURCH PROBLEM
TEND TO IT YOURSELF

V) THE PENALTY FOR BLASPHEMY IS DEATH
AND WE CANNOT
BY ROMAN LAW
PUT ANYONE TO DEATH

P) BUT WHY
WHAT EVIL HAS HE DONE

V) HE CALLS HIMSELF KING
AND SON OF GOD


P) JESUS ARE YOU
THE KING OF THE JEWS

J) IS THIS YOUR QUESTION OR SOMEONE ELSE'S

P) AM I A JEW
WHO WOULD WASTE MY TIME ON SUCH NONSENSE

NO YOUR OWN PEOPLE
AND YOUR OWN HIGH PRIESTS
HAVE HANDED YOU OVER
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

J) MY KINGDOM
DOES NOT BELONG TO THIS WORLD
IF MY KINGDOM BELONGED TO THIS WORLD,
MY FOLLOWERS WOULD FIGHT TO PROTECT ME
FROM THE JEWISH AUTHORITIES
NO,
MY KINGDOM DOES NOT BELONG HERE.

P) YOU ARE A KING THEN

J) YOU HAVE SAID IT.
I WAS BORN
AND CAME INTO THE WORLD
FOR ONE PURPOSE,
TO SPEAK THE TRUTH
WHOEVER BELONGS TO THE TRUTH LISTENS TO ME.

P) AND WHAT IS THE TRUTH.
THAT WAS MY QUESTION
AND HE NEVER ANSWERED IT.
HE JUST STOOD THERE.
SHOWING ROUGH USAGE
HIS FACE RED FROM SLAPPING
TIRED
HE'D BEEN UP ALL NIGHT.
PROBABLY HUNGRY

BUT HIS EYES
HAD THE SOFT LOOK OF A LAMB
A LAMB ALL RIGHT
HE WAS LIKE A LAMB
BEING LED TO SLAUGHTER




I THOUGHT.
I'LL TRY TO SAVE HIM.
I FELT A KIND OF PITY FOR HIM.
MOST OF THE MEN I'VE CONDEMNED
EITHER CURSE ME
FOR REPRESENTING ROME
OR BEG FOR MERCY.
HE DID NEITHER.

P) I FIND NO REASON
TO CONDEMN THIS MAN
RATHER I WOULD LIKE TO SET HIM FREE
AS A PASSOVER GIFT TO YOU

V) DO NOT GIVE US THIS MAN.
WE WANT NO PART OF THIS MAN.
GIVE US BARABBAS.
BARABBAS IS OUR CHOICE.


I THOUGHT
I SHALL HAVE HIM WHIPPED.
PERHAPS THAT WILL SATISFY
THEIR NEED FOR BLOOD
SO I TOLD MY SOLDIERS
TO WHIP HIM
AND BRUTALIZE HIM
BUT NOT TO KILL HIM

WHEN THEY BROUGHT HIM BACK
HE HAD BEEN WHIPPED SEVERELY.
MY SOLDIERS HAD ALSO WRAPPED HIM
IN A PURPLE ROBE
THEY HAD WOVEN A CROWN
OF THORNY BRANCHES
AND FORCED IT DOWN UPON HIS HEAD

A FITTING GARB FOR A KING
BUT WHEN I LOOKED ON HIM
I SAW NO BEAUTY,
I SAW NO DIGNITY.
I SAW NOTHING ATTRACTIVE ABOUT HIM AT ALL.
CERTAINLY NOT A KING
I WAS REPELLED BY HIS VISAGE
SO THAT I DESPISED HIM
AND REJECTED HIM
AND CONSIDERED HIM UNWORTHY OF NOTICE
I CONSIDERED HIM NOTHING.

THIS HORRIBLE CREATURE THEN
I TOOK BEFORE THE CROWD
AND CRIED OUT
BEHOLD THE MAN
THEY CRIED GIVE US BARABBAS

THEY WERE GETTING UNRULY
SO I SENT HIM TO GOLGATHA

BUT I WAS NOT HAPPY WITH MYSELF.
IN SPITE
I HAD A SIGN MADE
THAT READ
JESUS OF NAZARETH
KING OF THE JEWS
BUT I FELT NO PLEASURE
IN THE SIGN
OR IN HIS DEATH


I FELT NO PLEASURE IN HIS DEATH
HE DIED FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS
HE WOULDN'T HELP ME
HE REMAINED SILENT
HE WOULDN'T TELL ME WHAT WAS TRUE
WHY ARE GOD'S ALWAYS SILENT
WHEN YOU NEED THEM MOST

I USED WATER TO RID MYSELF OF HIM BUT HE WOULDN'T GO AWAY

TRUTH AND WATER I NEED THEM BOTH

TRUTH AND WATER
I NEED THEM
DO YOU NEED THEM
DO YOU HAVE THEM
DO YOU KNOW THE TRUTH
DO YOU HAVE THE TRUTH

DO YOU NEED WATER (SPRINKLE WATER)
HERE IS WATER
HERE IS WATER

BUT WILL SOMEONE TELL ME
WILL ANYONE TELL ME
BEFORE THE NIGHT COMES ON
BEFORE THE DARKNESS FALLS
WILL ANYONE TELL ME
WHAT IS THE TRUTH
WHAT IS THE TRUTH
WHAT IS THE TRUTH

****LIGHT FADE**





A PLAYLET
BY
FRANK A VOLLMER

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Nearby stood six stone water jars, the kind used by the Jews for ceremonial washing, each holding from twenty to thirty gallons.


Jesus said to the servants, "Fill the jars with water"; so they filled them to the brim.


But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.




JARS

NOW THEY WERE OLD JARS
BROUGHT OUT FOR THE OCCASION
TO HANDLE THE CROWD

NOT THE BEST JARS
BUT ONES BROUGHT OUT OF STORAGE
DUSTED AND FILLED WITH WATER

THEIR FINISH WAS DULL
AND IF TRUTH BE TOLD
SOME LEAKED

BUT THEY ONLY HELD WATER
HUMBLE ORDINARY WATER

THEN GOD SPOKE
AND JARS OF CLAY
STAYED JARS OF CLAY

BUT FILLED
WITH THE SPIRIT OF GOD
AND HIS GOODNESS

THROUGHOUT HISTORY
THE BROKEN TOOL
HAS BEEN USED
TO BUILD THE CITY

AND OLD JARS
HAVE BEEN ASKED
TO HOLD
THE SWEETNESS OF GOD
AND SHARE IT
WITH ALL WHO ARE THIRSTY

.

THE WATER

THE WATER

THE WATER
BEADING
ON THE JAR
THAT MARY
HAD CARRIED FROM THE WELL
CAUGHT THE ANGEL'S AURA
AND GLOWED

FEAR NOT
FEAR NOT
AND AFTER HE HAD SPOKE
ASKED ONLY ONE QUESTION
HOW
GOD WANTS INTELLIGENT LOVERS
NOT ROBOTS

SHE LISTENED
AND SAID FIAT
I LOVE THE LATIN
BETTER THAN THE GREEK
OR HEBREW
SHALL I EVER AMOUNT TO MUCH

HOW OFTEN DO WE PRAY
MY WILL NOT YOURS BE DONE
FIAT
I ACCEPT

THE LEGEND IS
THAT THE WATER ON THE JAR
FELL TO EARTH
WHISPERING
THE DRY LAND SHALL BEAR FRUIT

AND MARY SET THE EXAMPLE
FOR ALL THOSE
WHO CARRY CHRIST WITHIN THEM
SHE CARRIED HIM
TO A PERSON IN NEED

YOUR WILL NOT MINE BE DONE
FIAT
I ACCEPT

 

.

SERVANT

Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant




servant


a piece of bread
a cup of water
a smile on a gloomy day

such easy things you ask
i would slay dragons

a piece of bread
a cup of water
a smile on a gloomy day

but such little things
i would be important

Whoever wants to be great must become a servant

a piece of bread
a cup of water
a smile on a gloomy day

a pitcher of water
and some towels
to ease
some foot sore pilgrims feet

a bending down
and bending low
a servant
tending to his task

2011

MUD

IN HIS CONSTANT DARKNESS

HE GROPED HIS WAY TO THE POOL

AIDED BY THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS

IT WAS NOT HIS NORMAL PLACE OF BUSINESS

HIS PARENTS

WOULD DELIVER HIM

TO THE TEMPLE CONFINES

WHERE HE BEGGED

FROM THE GUILTY GOING IN

THE JUSTIFIED COMING OUT

PEOPLE ANXIOUS TO PERFORM A MITZVAH

LIKE THIS PERSON

WHO HAD JUST SPOKE TO HIM

HAD SPOKEN AS IF TO AN EQUAL

THE THOUGHT WAS

THAT SALIVA

HAD HEALING PROPERTIES

SO JESUS SPAT ON THE GROUND

MADE MUD

COATED THE MAN’S EYES WITH IT

TELLING HIM

GO WASH IN THE POOL

OF SILOAM

WHICH MEANS SENT

AS JESUS WAS SENT

TO BRING LIGHT

HE PLUNGED INTO THE POOL

NOT GRACEFULLY

BUT A FULL BELLY FLOP

THEN STOOD UP

WATER STREAMING

THE MUD WASHED AWAY

SAW A FUNNY FACE

RIPPLES DISTORTING THE IMAGE

GRADUALLY THE WATER STILLED

A BEAUTIFUL IMAGE EMERGED

HE WEPT

AND PRAYED

NOW LORD

WHEN I LOOK AT THE HEAVENS

THE WORK OF YOUR FINGERS

THE MOON AND THE STARS

THAT YOU HAVE MADE

WHAT ARE WE

LITTLE ANTS

THAT YOU ARE MINDFUL OF US

YET YOU HAVE MADE US

A LITTLE LOWER THAN GOD

CROWNED US WITH GLORY AND HONOR

AND GIVEN ME A BEAUTIFUL FACE

I SHALL SERVE THIS SON OF MAN

THIS HEALER

CERTAINLY GRATEFUL FOR HIS HEALING

BUT MORE

HE SPOKE TO ME AS AN EQUAL

FRANK A VOLLMER

BASED ON A SERMON BY PASTOR MOODY



Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Fantasy

WHY DO I ALWAYS FEEL

THAT THE OCEAN WAVES

ARE CARRYING MESSAGES

FROM A DISTANT LAND

AS IF GOD IS DIPPING HIS FINGER

IN THE WATER

AND IS TALKING TO ME

IN WAYS I DON’T UNDERSTAND

WHY DOES GOD SPEAK TO ME

IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS

A FANTASY PERHAPS

BUT THEN I OFTEN LIVE IN FANTASY

THAT MEN WILL LIVE WELL

AND HONOR GOD

THAT GOVERNMENTS WILL SPEAK TRUTH

THAT THE POOR

WILL HAVE THE GOSPEL PREACHED TO THEM

NOT JUST TO KEEP THEM

IN THEIR PLACE

BUT A PLACE AMONG THE HAVES

THAT NO CHILD WILL GO TO BED HUNGRY

THAT NO ONE WILL BE DESTITUTE IN OLD AGE

THAT WORK WILL BE REWARDED BY WAGES

SUFFICIENT TO LIVE DECENTLY

THAT WAR WILL BE AN HISTORICAL ITEM

THAT GOD’S VOICE

IS LIKE THE WAVES ON THE OCEAN SHORE

WHISPERING ALWAYS

LOVE

LOVE ONE ANOTHER

LOVE

REPEATEDLY

INCESSANTLY

SOMETIMES FRIGHTENINGLY

MOST TIMES PEACEFULLY

GOD WRITES OUR SINS UPON THE WATER

AND THE WAVES TAKE THEM AWAY

HE WAVES COME UPON THE SHORE

AND TELL THE WORLD

FORGIVE

AS I HAVE FORGIVEN YOU

LIVE WELL

REMEMBER EVEN FANTASIES COME TRUE

AND THE SEA AND THE WIND OBEY HIM