A DISTINCTIVE QUIET.©
Photography & Poetry by caroline street.
A DISTINCTIVE QUIET.©
A poem by Caroline Street.
The day still,
The air clear and chill,
I sense His will.
A melody from the lark,
The rapid bark of a dog;
The distant sweep of a broom -
Yet in the room
Sound is frozen;
I have been chosen
To turn my ear to God.
In whispers that echo
Far in my mind;
Now alert – it is time!
No denials, no buts,
Just listen to His
Kind cuts;
Gentle reminders
And subtle convictions;
A dissipating of self-doubt.
I can’t, I can, I will!
My conscience now transparent;
Inspiration arrives wrapped with a bow;
And always that inexplicable joy!
No… no, hesitation;
Thy will be done -
I’m fuelled for the journey ahead
The time has come.
