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!