painted by Marla Shaw O’Neill
Tiny sea-bean shiny and brown
When did you first roll into town?
Upon the river’s and winding streams
Carried and tumbled no sound, no screams…
Into the ocean floating about
One month turned into a year still no shout…
Happy and carefree you had no doubt
Just traveling along in a tsunami,
Landing upon the wave tossed shore
Picked up and sold in a sea-shell store…
The gray haired lady bought you and said,
“You, tiny sea-bean, will travel no more…”
I’ll paint you, and keep you, for me to adore!
“Tiny sea-bean where have you been?”
O I’ve been to the ocean and back again!
–Marla Shaw O’Neill February 27, 2017
Wisdom…
I arrived on the scene before Ocean, yes, even before Springs and Rivers and Lakes. Before Mountains were sculpted and Hills took shape, I was already there, newborn; Long before God stretched out Earth’s Horizons, and tended to the minute details of Soil and Weather, And set Sky firmly in place, I was there. Proverbs 8: 24-27 Message Bible
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