Friday, August 7, 2015

The Silent Sight


All is silent, all is still
No one around to see the thrill
Listen carefully
The heart still beats
Hear the muscles moving
And the blood coursing through your veins

Perhaps the heart is a lake
Stretching wide across
Leaving gentle waves in its wake
Deep within compact spaces
There is respite and rest and wonder
At the magnificent shell within
Carrying His presence



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