The Buzz of Peace

 

Waking up and heading down the dark stairway,

I turn no lights on, and rely on the quiet light,

of your heart to guide mine through this day.

With a single, long, beautiful and silent embrace of wonder.

I leave the day at Your feet and joyfully savor my “buzz” of peace; retained today.

 

“See to it that no one captivate you with an empty, seductive philosophy according to the tradition of men, according to the elemental powers of the world”

 

Letter to Colossians

 

Be Still

Noise, questions, tasks, to-dos, calendars, phone, requests …

All bleat in perfect disharmony this morning again,

wanting to carry me off to some other place,

away from you. Far away.

 

For each thought extinguished, twenty more appear,

When I don’t think them, someone comes up with another,

an interruption machine works perfectly,

making distraction, and separation my state.

 

Oh, Lord, snuff them out. One by one. 

            Let my mind rest in you, and you alone.

            “Jesus, I love you” is my only refrain,

            Till the noise subsides and silence clears this worldly mist.

So we may sit alone in Peace. Together. “I shall not be disturbed.”     Psalm 62

The Vestibule

Brighter than bright, the light of creation, streams from the doorway,

Beckoning union, feet bare and unworthy draw me,

a stranger guides me on the now darkened path.

Without choice, I emerge from the darkness, all behind me,

Like it never happened, but it did, beautifully and perfectly.

 

The Ending, this time not a glimpse of the house, but an invitation,

His hand reaches out from the vestibule, robes and sandal visible,

takes me inside and I leave my companion behind.

I enter His presence.

Finality. All vocabulary worthless now.

As the man turns back into the darkness searching for souls. 

 

 

“Come with joy into the presence of the Lord.”

 

Psalm 100