I saw God looking at the earth.
He was staring down from his mighty throne.
Marveling at his creations,
he stopped and stared at me alone.

Young, naive, and innocent,
child of only nine
on a beach of loneliness
playing in the tides.

Alone and unaware, I stared as the heavens in the sky.
Felt the sand beneath my toes
and the lapping of waves like a soft lullaby.

He spoke to me through the spray of the sea.
He held me within the soft hands of an ocean wind.
He showed me the world and all the things that were within.

His light came down, in a circle, out in the sea.
Several dolphins played in that light,
splashing and dancing, like angles that frolic at night.

The morning haze was gray and yet profound,
against the random ray of light that was earthbound.

As a wondrous child does, I stared at what others could not see,
but I saw something deeper than you and me.