Monday, November 28, 2016

to the center

the
beat
steady;
constant hum,
music of days to
night fading; the right note, only
song you know; sum of your days, falling, failing to night.

so
go
to the
center, to
the black place to wait
for Him. Don’t call out in fear for
there’s nobody there but you and He, so silent be

and
hear
how His song
fills your darkness with
light; smile at Him, your familiar
bright friend, and no longer will you fear your emptiness.

(23 Dec 2013)

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