Memories of Stillness

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The stillness of early dawning,

The hush of a blossoming bud,
The peace of a great tree rising,
The calm of the tide past its flood
 
These are peaceful memories
I call up in my hurried mind
When I want to hear your answers
And silence is too hard to find.
 
There is a place in each dawning,
Each new bloom and each rising tree
When they grow still in the moment;
And I need that stillness in me.
 
The world is filled with such chaos
The tumult seeps into my soul,
But it is only in stillness
That I hear your voice and feel whole.

Deuteronomy 4:29

But if from there you seek the Lord your God, you will find him if you seek him with all your heart and with all your soul.