The voice of Adonai is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders,
Adonai thunders over the rushing waters.
Children play in aqua pools of sunlight,
catching the gleam of pink and purple ruffles.
Twirling in waves made by marco polo and freeze tag.
Watching their joyful abandon on a summer afternoon brings me back to center.
I return to my own moments of splashing,
shimmering and glimmering in water and sun.
Dancing and rejoicing in my turtle wading pool, singing songs of wonder and harmony with Adonai - my loving Adonai.
TLE 2008
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