Psonnets of Worship
Fill This Shell

I found this seashell beautifully made,
forged in the salt and sand, washed in the sea,
laid on the shoreline, where I found it free,
this hull, this hold, this house, this shell inlaid
with earthly treasures from the curl's cascade
and wonders of the waters. Could this be
His token of His spoken love for me?
Held to my ear, I hear His serenade.
I hear the voice of many waters swell
deep in my soul and spirit when I lay
my ear unto this opened, emptied shell,
so I will openly and deeply pray
for Christ, Creator of the Sea, to dwell
within and fill this shell in every way.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org