Friday, September 2, 2016

By the West River


It is here
that I find a place to rest
on a grassy knoll
where the river flows gently.
The subtle voice of the creator
speaks with more clarity
when the world has given way
to silence.


It is here
that I come to seek peace,
in the quiet solitude
of time passed.
An oasis
from the desert
of the mundane,
where faith permeates my soul
in contemplation.



copyright 2016 - Donald P James Jr

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