Poem loosely based on 1 Kings 19:11-12 written 3/18/14
Where are you?
In the wind?
Whirling round and round
Filling ears with the lonely sound
In the earthquake?
Dizzying destruction and pain
Bringing nothing to gain
In the fire?
With it’s dancing, burning flames
Not to be toyed with, not for games
Wait! The quiet whisper
That I hear
Softly in my ear
Reassurance
When I fall to pieces
And the day ceases
Great love
The arms holding me
Gently, softly
The presence
That is always there
Any place, anywhere
Is that you?
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