In His Shadow


Sometimes it is simply a single step,

a stride

that keeps me in His shadow

when the sun is before us.

 

Sometimes there is silence,

as if He

is waiting for my thoughts,

words I might speak

despite His knowing.

 

Sometimes there are gentle whispers,

sounds barely slicing through

the world’s noise.

I have to listen closely.

He wants me to be attentive.

 

Sometimes it is unmistakable,

He has spoken

and I have heard.

In these moments

the Spirit has come upon me

and peace embraces

my soul.



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