It's the quiet times in my life
that take away the pressure;
work to do, continued deadlines --
all seem so much lesser.
I go sit by a fireplace,
listen to water roar,
walk among the grass and trees,
or watch the seagulls soar.
I let my thoughts dance on fire,
drift on ocean's foam,
jump from flower to tree to flower,
or go where eagles roam.
In times like these God puts to rest
my agitated soul,
He lets my trials drift away,
and then, my dreams unfold.
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Pam, this is a beautiful poem! I am glad to meet you. Not everyone appreciates poetry, but it is music to my soul. Thank you for your comment on my poem, "A Brand New Year." God bless, and may yours be one in which God takes you to new heights in your writing!