Sometimes I need quiet more than loud,
Clouds with breaking sun-
A moment to listen so I can hear
Rather than shouting to be heard.
Sometimes it's pollution smudging my mind
Keeping me from myself,
Keeping me from You.
Can I offer quiet, perhaps silence
As my act of worship?
Sometimes that's what I need,
More than loud.
2 comments:
I really like your words, Kelly. Thanks for posting. Great to read today!
Lovely words. You write them so well. Thank you for touching my heart today.~Brandey
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