BOATS AND HEARTS        


The boats that sail
From heart to heart
Depend upon
A quiet sea.  

When storms arise,
Where can I find
A heart
To port 
My boat?

God, Help me feel
All boats
Are sailing
In Your boundless 
Ocean-Heart!
 
There is an Art
Of boats and hearts,
And yet a helplessness
In storms.

My, heart, I know
How you desire
Bright sun 
And placid seas

For boats 
To slip into
A port they can
Call home.

 

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