Cloister

Close the door on this dastardly, dervish, Distracted world and draw near with full hearts, Centering mindfulness, alive to now, And the promptings of the Spirit of God. You have an appointment: reacquaintance With the core from whence you spring, fountainhead Flowing through every motion, life force Fulfillment of all the potential You! Quiet! Waiting! Never rush the moment! Wait for that inner light, shining dimly To start, steadily streaming to Glory’s Intensity, and that still, small voice where God asks, “What are you doing here, my Love?” If you don’t know how to reply, You’re Right!