Like the wake of a boat,
the effect of our lives
expands, unrolls,
long after we've
left.
The long-lived ripples
all point to the source;
whether credit or blame,
generous or selfish,
love shared or withheld.
Moments and memories
move out in silver arcs
eventually slipping away,
leveling out into tranquility.
Our course
still determined
by our source:
our ever-loving God.
© 2018 Richard Havenga
Beautiful and thought-provoking. I love it!
ReplyDeleteSarah
Thanks Sarah.
ReplyDelete"Our course still determined by our source: our ever loving God."
Love,
Dad