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