Being Still

Becoming accustomed to silence
Again

Emptying out
All detritus
Stuffed
Into empty spaces
In my soul

Asking God
To teach me
About the caverns –
Created by circumstances
Or congenital?

Welcoming cessation of sound
Giving peace opportunity
To reign
Over scattered thoughts
Stream of consciousness
Unending conversations
In my head

Ceasing
Calming
Quieting
Resting

Only by tranquility
Can I hear
Softness of Savior’s voice
Whispering sweet words of sanction

Hush now
Be still