Night Cascade Poem by Warren Grieve

An orchestra of stars
cascades across night sky,
Cool wind ripples 
dark sand,
Stirring salt smells,
Whisper waves wash 
towards my feet.
Surrounded
by echo stillness.

I stand,
Seeing,
somehow sensing
all dimensions,
Connected and separate,
Alone edges and closeness,
Dissonant but in tune,
Breathless 
with His breath
in my lungs,
Feeling the symphony
of stars - soul singing.

I stand,
profound awe,
Worship wells
deep within,
Overture begins 
precious praise,
Harmonies to the beauty
beyond compare,
Soul crescendos;
Worshipping God's
Amazing
Precious love,
Worshipping
who God is.

We give glory!

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