When life becomes overwhelming
I settle in your peace.
I seek the place where whirlwinds stop,
Where chaos finds surcease.
There, where silence washes the shore
With simple, golden light,
Stillness ripples through quiet waves
Just off the edge of night
And I can hear you speak to me
Where mind and heart are still.
That’s why I go to meet you there,
That’s why I always will.
He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed.
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