In the quiet places, my heart beats most loudly
I hear the blood rushing in, my breath is shallow
Overwhelmed, rushed, I seek solace
Under the shelter of His merciful love.
My anxious soul is restless
In the midst of all that is holy
“Peace, be still”, would that I could
Forget the turmoil, rest in Him.
Daily striving for reflection in me
Do not see me, see Him, I pray
Actions and words, careful, careful
Lest someone stumble, blame laid at my feet.
