Stillness
Something
I once knew often
Today
I see it only in fleeting glances
Reflection
Another
daily habit to get lost in the moment
Now
something almost stolen in rare silent seconds
Advice
Only a conversation in waiting
Everything
is right; Everything is wrong
Depends
on who’s asking
Yet
His still soft voice remains
Whispering
between the storms
Of
laundry and dishes
Of
gleeful giggles and cries for comfort
He
reveals Himself
In
the innocence of baby blue eyes
Staring
so intently; deep pools of absolute trust
In
the soft snores passing milky lips
Sleepy
snuggles searching for more than just a meal
In
compassion that overtakes me
In
love that overwhelms me
Oh
the need to ponder
The
wonder of this miracle
That
steals away my rational thought
Threatening
my heart to burst
In a
world of information
No
instruction could prepare you
For
this miracle of design of
One
who does not just love
But
rather is Love
Just
stop-
Stop
comparing
Stop
worrying
Stop
Breathe
Listen
Love
His
voice is always there
He
will never fail
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