My God is an Ocean

 

An Original ‘Metaphor’ Poem by Elizabeth Lancaster

My God is like an ocean.

Build your house near him

And be prepared for the flood

That sweeps over you

With force and power.

It destroys those with no firm foundation,

Clears lands and challenges life.

Currents that can sweep away or lift up.

Be refreshed by the coolness of its waters.

Wait for the treasures its high tide leaves behind.

 

Lie beside on its sandy beaches and listen to the noise it makes.

Sometimes loud and crashing like symbols on the shore,

Sometimes soft with waves,

Sometimes silent;

The voice of the deep, wide, ocean.

None can deny its saltiness.

It stings those with broken flesh.

It is breath for those who live within its watery walls.

And those who have seen it will never forget,

My God is an ocean.