time stretches long like a beach
in the morning when we get up early
to meet what God would show—
endless wonders in our path,
intricacies of the nautilus, eight-armed creatures
that walk when made to swim, shells
that stick strong enough to rock
to withstand powerful tides,
signs of fire, symbols
of love
wonders at our feet,
as if we were meant to pick them up,
know more about living
and walking with wonder
a poem about finding stillness, going deeper, restoring wonder – from my new book, Quiet Waters