Companionship With God
I sit in upright chair feet firm on ground
Hands held in form of prayer as I intone
Phrase taken from the Psalms, without a sound
‘My soul, wait silently for God alone.’
Thus seated many things seek to distract
Intrude my mind; I’ve learned to let them go
In imagined stream before me, it enacts
a cleanse; while on its bank I watch the flow
As objects of this world all seek to enter
Days striving to relax and just to be
I would repeat the phrase, in need to centre
Growing in awareness God is there with me.
While with language as with flesh the spirit girds
Warm companionship with God goes beyond words
30 March 2020
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