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Be Still
The angst that fills my seeking heart, Revealed to me a missing part. More to life there has to be, More that is evading me. I’m looking for the perfect way But it has slipped by me today. Novels read gave not the right Answer that I need tonight. Nor in the airwaves, did I hear Any revelations clear. Not in a stream or bubbling brook, It must be where I failed to look. Among the traffic, I’ve not found Worthy words that are profound. Pay-per-view gave no reply Leaving me to wonder why. The stress of what I’m going through Prevents my knowing what to do. More to life there has to be, More that is evading me. I’ve looked beyond and far below, Finding only what I know. The angst remains with me, no doubt. Resolution, alas, gives out! Exhausted by my busy quest, This hopeless heart decides to rest. When, in my silent spirit heard A soothing, but prophetic, word. The sound was slight, a stealthy sleuth Whispered, “John, Eight Thirty Two. And once you see the perfect WAY, Read Forty Six Ten, in Psalm today!”
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