The Pool By The Shore Poem by James McLain

Peace flows into me, by only you
As does the tide to the pool by the shore.
Is it not mine forevermore?
It ebbs not back to me like the sea.

You are that pool of cobalt blue,
That worships the clearest skies.
My hopes that I held, weren't heaven high,
They still were are all fulfilled by you.

If I am the pool of purest gold,
Where the sunset goes to burn and die;
You are my deepening star filled sky,
Give unto me all your love to hold