3:28pm. 6/12/04. Great Ocean Road.

If all creation abides in Your Arms
Roaring fury and gentle sighs
If every endless horizon of sea and sky
melted and blended in blue grey light
Could not even hold You

And rain and sky changes at Your Will
as doe and sparrow feeds on daily bread
Then what for do I worry?
What for do I cry?
In Your presence it's all together and right

A sigh, a wow and a smile

I stand amazed.

My fury's in Your Hands.