be quiet be still

in the din of the day I press play
the music flows from bud to bud
through my ears to my brain into my heart
voices of brothers and sisters raising offerings of melody and song
I enter in I engage in the silent worship of the heart
I stop my reading I cease my thinking and close my eyes
allowing the music to permeate and infill
gracious and magnificent presence descending
meeting me in my chair in my busy world
in this moment and the next I am with Him
at his feet by his side in his arms
I can do nothing but be
stillness rest rejuvenation
lavished in love and filled with awe
in the company of my creator
it bears no comparison