sitting on the shore –
watching reflections on the water;
yellow sun,
blue sky –
solitary bird flying into the horizon…

how small –
am i –
in a world so big,
how insignificant…

why do i wake?
routinely do the things i do?
for what purpose?

i throw a stone into the water –
causing ripples –
disturbing the placid serenity –
and for a moment – i am known –
but the water is deep,
my pebble – oh so small –
and once again –
the surface still…

i cannot believe that there is no tomorrow –
no sunrise chasing night –
no need to – believe…

for surely –
God – in all his greatness –
created more than this small holder of dreams –
and even when i cease to be –
in this place –
i will most surely – rise again!

great is my faith –
oh so strong my belief!