Pebbles

J. Thomas Walker

pebbles skipping
people living

propelled by God
compelled by God

held in the hand
hidden in the womb

released to the waves
born to the world

arcing through the air
carefree youth

first pain, first heart break
first fall, first impact

first meeting the water
first meeting the living water

launched aloft by water
lifted by the Spirit

again we soar
again in flight

yet closer to the water now
yet closer to the Lord

the sting, the hurt
the meeting, the knowing

again aloft
again we rise

yet not so high, not so dry
yet not so proud, not so lost

and so it goes
and so it goes...

till we are spent
till the strength is spent

for the last, it meets the sea
for the last, we meet the Lord

and do not rise to the air
and do not wake to the world

sinking into the eternal deep
sinking into the eternal love