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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!
Copyright ©
David Palmer
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