The best therapy I have ever experienced has come by the lone seaside stroll-
for You are there…
The ocean
but a reminder
of the immensity of your grace,
the sand granules,
your mercies-
who can count?
The sky is the expanse of your love everlasting,
each stone a memorial to your handiwork-
crashing waves testify to your mighty power,
sun shining or hidden
reflects your
presence…
always-
and it’s right here in this place
that I so clearly see your face,
and am renewed and refreshed
in that still amazing grace.
Linking with dVerse for #OLN for the poem.
and Create with Joy for Wordless Wednesday for the pic.
And Tracy @ My Daily Walk in His Grace
Enthusiastically, Dawn 
15 responses to “Real Therapy”
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A very good poem.
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Hi Dawn! Oh yes, I love the beach too. Something about all those waves…seems like the reflection of eternity on earth. And I love the wind in my face and blowing my hair. It's like heaven.Beautiful verse today.Ceil
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Oh, I feel the same. There is something very therapeutic about being at the ocean shores. I especially like going to sleep to the sound of the ocean waves. When I look out at the ocean, I realize how small and insignificant I am….and how great HE is.
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oh i get some good therapy there on the shore of the ocean…i love the rhythm and the motion and life of it…and i def see god in those rhythms that we can strive for….
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I love this poem so much….beautifully written. 🙂
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Inspiring, Dawn. Thank you.
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Sigh. Love. Amen.
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It's a clean slate and a way to get new perspective and wash clean.
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I like that you ended with “amazing grace.” One of my favorite songs. Have you heard the Judy Collins version? Amazing.
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Seasides and beaches are great places to find yourself.
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oh i def. think that we see his greatness, power and gentleness in the elements around us…i have a longing for the sea..
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You make these things come alive with your verse…thank you.
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Best kind of therapy if you can be in the heat. Seasonal changes now is perfect for therapy. You should have a code word, lest you will have a stigma. Even He cannot erase. Humans cannot hold water. Love your background and soundscapes
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A beautiful poem. Being by the ocean always helps restore my soul. Blessings to you.
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