In The Quiet

The silence summons me

begs me to take note

of wonder and awe.

Too fast it moves,

all so busy she

seems to cry

Come, come let’s sit

and learn what we know already in our hearts.

And me?

I am busy

with worries

both mine and others

visions of sad destruction, hearts and minds

aching for attention, redemption.

LA — jesscio

There silence sits, waiting ever

patient

to offer solace and love,

the love of the world,

with love for the world.

the universe.

Deep, deep within, past

the darkest black

the richest blues, there in the center

is the warmest light of

joy

surrender

if only, good Lord

we could be still.