True artistry

A picture painted in still water
speaks clarity framed by the puddles edge.
But should the wind ruffle it's surface,
this picture is not broken,
it is changed, fragmented.
We see it now with new eyes.
Even the frame may change as it laps upon the shore.
But this is not corruption.
No, rather this is a new image
and with its own beauty,
it is seen in newness.
All variations of God's creation are masterful
and in every change, true artistry.
Do not look at creation and allow yourself chaos and corruption,
rather, look on perfection that in every alteration,
speaks of Him.

A mighty man

A barren plain surrounds,
great warriors abound.
But none brave?
No.
None have strength through faith.

A mighty man steps forth,
the crowds part in answer.
A stone slowly starts its oscillation,
seeking... finding,
the stone goes forth as the spear is raised,
a warrior swings high his arm to strike.
His focus blurs, not fast enough to follow.
Pain... and his spirit fails.
The ground shudders...
silence.
A mighty man steps forth to gain the crown,
a nation roars in affirmation.
A nation shatters upon the rocks.
Together they are the sound and motion of great waters
that break upon the shore of Israel crying...
'David has slain his tens of thousands'.