ENTER THE QUIET HEART
(Come to Prayer)

Turn your back for a time on the chatter and the chaos,

             

            The rumble of approaching guns

 

Come to prayer.

 

 

            Tread softly

 

                        ~It is the still pool

 

            That reflects the clear light,

 

                       

Its shadow is the shade of contemplation

 

            Lacing the downpouring sun~

                                              

Shade of

 

                                    Canopied palms

           

                                                           Trailing ferns, and

 

                                    Dipping swallows’ wings.

 

 

Hear the voice of your heart,

 

                                    Come then, to prayer.

 

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