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But…
But I
am a leaf
slightly quivering…
But I have
been a ripple
that tickles silver sands…
But I have stilled
the thump of my heart with
the syllables of Your holy name…
But I have stilled and quieted my soul…
Like…
Like a
breath, a
whispered breeze…
Like a weaned
kitten who purrs with
throaty and contented rumbles…
Like a weaned child
no more blind and panicked
rooting, no more grasps from dimpled fingers…
Like a weaned child with its mother…
Like…
Like a
whisper, a
sweetly spoken caress…
Like a weaned child
ready to stand, to stretch,
to step, I grasp your hand, and trust…
Is…
Is my
hushed, hushed,
soothed and rested self…
Is my soul
when You quiet me
when You cover me, when You surround me…
Is my soul within
my soul without, my soul
yesterday and tomorrow, my soul there and here…
Is my soul within me
when You lead me to the place
where all is still—is still—is still…
Like a weaned child is my soul within me...
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Psalm 131:2 (NIV)
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