"The Flood"

And I gazed at the deep blue sea
In the dry desert night
as it silenced all of me
And shed a pretty light.

As if to call to it I gazed
And prayed with my very soul
Then I watched it amazed
As I saw the great waves roll.

They crashed for a while
In the middle then began
To grow in a style
That made tremble all the sand

All evil seemed to be
Below me like the dirt
My feet hardly touching
and the rest of me unhurt

I never closed my eyes
Nor took a step behind
Altogether unsurprised,
I watched the water rise.

When at last they reached the shore
They coverd me complete
And washed away with a roar
All the world behind my feet

Not a bone did I fracture
Nor drounding did I feel
As I was crushed beneath the waves
The holy waves that heal

Never before was I a son
In the ocean as I stood
To my God the holy one
In a world He once called, "Good"

From His hand came the ocean
From time to time I'm swimming through
With one pure and holy motion
In times of trial, where I run to.