I love that someone said, a “great homesickness” that we could never shed.

I love the gentleness under waves that roll..

When the day breaks,

and the tide is down

I will count. on. You.

Can a moonrise,

can a shifting tide,

ever keep us from view?

I love that someone said, a “great homesickness” that we could never shed.

I love the gentleness under waves that roll..

A horizon

near the ocean floor,

there’s a shell that sings a tune.

Can a rip-tide,

can a fallen sky–

Ever keep us from You?

We found our home

It won’t be long

We found our home

It won’t be long

Cause we found….

Cause we found…