The Word


One hour,

one Day,

set aside in contemplation.

one mind,

one thought,

singular in meditation.

Nothing outside gets in,

but what is within

cannot be contained.

It seems out,

a sweet release,

loud pronouncement

that the Lord has come again.

Calm faces,

peaceful hearts,

walk the narrow pathway.

Slow words,

carefully chosen,

trend no on any device.

But they are echoed

in the mind,

in the souls,

and in the being

of all who gather

to hear

the Word.



DJR – 2023

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