Still

Ice chewer on one side

Deal-maker, titan, master-of-his-fate on the other

Public announcements mixed with the jumbled

Chaos of a dozen conversations

Overlaid by the sound of my own questions that will not

Shut up

And you want me to be still and know that you are God

That I am my beloved's

That in quietness and confidence shall be my strength

There is no quiet here, Lord.

Not here.

But there is a corner of my shallow mind

Where the only sound is the far away heart

The only lyric is longing

Where I choose to pay attention to one thing,

The thing,

Where your silence is deafening,

Your presence all that is required.

I go there so seldom

I may not remember the way.