Alone On The Beach

Awakened on the beach
Look at the patterns in the sand
Incredible patterns
Who made this beach? ?
This fantastic breach, by who's hand?

Each grain and pebble unique
All the flotsam and jetsum arranged just so
The name of the arranger I seek
Will the designer I ever know? ?

Could such things happen by chance? ?
Could nature arrange the things I see? ?
But where is the romance
If such things could just be? ?

No! ! I believe in the designer! !
His ways to me he'll show
How this perfect beach he made could not be finer
I pray the designer I'll know

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poem by Janie Hubbard
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