The Stillness of Poetry, Part 2

"Be Thou my Sun, my selfishness destroy,Thy atmosphere of Love be all my joy;Thy Presence be my sunshine ever bright,My soul the little mote that lives but in Thy light."--Gerhard TersteegenOn such a day as this, with our Land facing such inner turmoil, my own heart is choosing to look up,to remain in that place ofStillness … Continue reading The Stillness of Poetry, Part 2