Poetry, Prayer

In The Quiet Moments

In the quiet moments
when the world is still
In the quiet moments
its that rush
The crashing of a wave on the shore
the grey cloud breaks and
the rain falls
In the quiet moments
when you fall to your knees
In the quiet moments
its the surrender
The rushing lava down a mountain side
the rich black soil cracks and
new life rises
In the quiet moments
you almost hAve to hold your breath
to hear
the still small voice
answering your prayer

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