2 Mar 2016


Be still

Thoughts rushing
Streaming through my veins

Be still.

Running circles
Worries consume me

Be still my soul.

Petals fall from the dry roses
As crimson fades from its leaves

Be still.

But how? As worship songs elude me
As god shifts further away

Be still me soul.

As my heart feels like an empty box
Wind tearing it apart

How can I be still?

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