Sails Gliding On the Shimmering Sea

Sails gliding on the shimmering sea, don't be hasty to engulf silence as the chapel's choir engages in a spiritual oratorio praising Him; an octave higher or lower brings their inspirational hymn to a desired sound of felicity... those tones that the loud organ makes! We, as they, are lifted by the sustenance of faith, too pure and orthodox to extinguish our oneness of spirit; adhering to rigid standards and beliefs...forbidding sin to feed on its vain opprobrium and oppress purity! We, as they, dwell in this oracle to outshine indefinitely, and outreach every unreachable and unconquerable limit! Sails gliding on the shimmering sea, watch the advancing sunrays osculate the waves of the harbor, and the optical images that reality conveys! See the ospreys which learn their skill by osmosis... that even the ovenbirds can't acquire; hear the believers's proclamation presaging and predicating unity! Irreverent and doubtful soul, don't pursue vanity: don't be similar to a prancing horse that surprises the rider; don't prattle when foolishness becomes a hangover! You have put too much effort into exhibiting your valor... hardly serving a purpose and be totally useful; be like the sails gliding on the shimmering sea! Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci