Whisper
Moments of quietness
Meander too infrequently
In my timetabled life;
Too many things
Penetrate my bubble
And too much noise
Breaks the peace
Of my fragile soul.
I want to stay in touch
With God
And sit together
Silently.
I yearn to be connected
To the Great Spirit
Of all Creation,
Breathing and praying,
Waiting and contemplating,
Living and loving,
In perfect bliss.
As I enter the empty sanctuary,
Sounds around me diminish,
Noises within me are
hushed.
My sought-for tranquility
commences,
And I hear the Divine Voice.
“Child,” God gently whispers,
“Silence is always sacred.”
© John Stuart 2017
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