Black sandals or brown

The casual ones or dress

Flip-flops it is

Early morning walk

Passing other reflective souls

The ocean waves

Happy Hour

Day breaks quietly

My quill and scroll rustling

Birds in the trees

Fleeing refugees 

Carry broken hearts

And little else

Some follow rules,

Wisdom, or a certain path;

Christ says, "Follow Me"

Waves of Mercy

Fearing calamity

They prodded Christ to waken

Their faith in Him surged

Cyan, cobalt

Indigo, periwinkle,

Azure love blue