by Terri Ashton
I praise your God too
you sky-larking moon
spotlighting
back lighting
down and up-lighting
the local scene
And you palm trees
ground-pinned
spell-struck
high on wind
Your God too
air-light sand that melts within
the hollows of our ticklish feet
Our quivering
bare-breezy
evening toes
And you pearl-tossed waves
shimmering with stars
rolling out the melody of inner time
Cymbals swishing
marking the return to home
I praise your Beloved too
I praise you
our beach-combing
love-making God
Your paua cup of paradise
is running full over