Sea Glass Psalm by Analee Kirby Kluge
I bare my
sea-glass soul
along the shifting sand,
a little hybrid gem
resting in my hand.
Beaten but unbroken
ever churned by the tide,
deep calls to deep
beneath these breakers
where I hide.
Here against this ocean
my burdens soon depart,
the alchemy of God’s love
ever renewing
my weathered heart.
I bare my
sea-glass soul
along the even sand,
a little hybrid gem
shining in my hand.