Whispers of the Horizon
- Krystle Kelley
- Sep 3
- 1 min read
Upon the ocean’s tender rise,
I see God in the horizon skies,
sorrow weaves its fragile lace,
yet grief refines to jeweled grace.
Through the ache, the tides impart,
a pearl is forming in my heart.
Sincerely, Krystle Kelley
