The bush track beckons, I begin
with a tired and weary step,
mind full, soul empty.
Cool evening air descends:
refreshing, invigorating, healing.
Inward, self absorbed thoughts, shift
to outward God-given beauty.
Dusky hues dance before me,
fire tails nestle in their nests,
frogs settle into slumber,
stillness fills the air, heralding
The Great Silence.
Peace transpires again.
Bowed head, surrendered heart,
I acknowledge God’s presence.
Adoring His splendor, past concerns fade.
His loving gaze descends on me.
His liquid hot love fills me.
I stumble for words. None are needed.
Grateful, I too have entered into
the Great Peaceful Silence.