Quiet

Enveloped by the powerful, a holy, sacred space
A place to listen deeply to the stillness, when you are
So used to running, going, turning a time to listen in the
Bustle of the noise, quiet, quiet let it sink into your skin
A part of your being as is breathing, a time to discern
The Spirits call, a deeper well within still, stiller yet til
It draws you to your knees, quiet hours, quiet days
A grief untouched, a word unsaid, an open listening
Our soul needs this time of quiet to arise and begin