Openings … Be Still

Noise, questions, tasks, to-dos, calendars, phone, requests …

All bleat in perfect disharmony this morning again,

wanting to carry me off to some other place,

away from you. Far away.

For each thought extinguished, twenty more appear,

When I don’t think them, someone comes up with another,

an interruption machine works perfectly,

making distraction, and separation my state.

Oh, Lord, snuff them out. One by one.

Let my mind rest in you, and you alone.

“Jesus, I love you” is my only refrain,

Till the noise subsides and silence clears this worldly mist.

So we may sit alone in Peace. Together.

“I shall not be disturbed.” Psalm 62

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