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Prayer #80: Season You Later
Creator of cycles and patterns and seasons --
Carry me in a wooden boat down this smooth river
Away from the heated day and into the cool night.
Already, the lights along the shoreline dim,
Earlier than I expected. Revelers grow quiet.
The river will soon widen into the dark ocean.
I feel the stillness pooling -- the same still
That greets me each year, yet always catches me
A little off guard.
Wait for me at the lighthouse.
I will come past the wharf bedecked with faded flags,
Past river trees with firecracker colors hidden inside.
And all around I feel You waiting, expecting,
Ready to demonstrate Your awesome creation
As soon as my skiff crosses that invisible line.