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
