While home in Ruston---I was reminded
Of the deep dark stillness in the quiet of the night
When you live in the middle of the woods
Under the umbrella of the trees.

I had grown accustomed in a short time
To the continuous glow of the city
And the din that rings around me
Every hour of the day and night.

At all hours--even the deep of the night
 Helicopters roar directly overhead on flights of mercy
Sirens race down the street on errands of care
To the hospitals just down the street.

The train horns blare from way down the track
Warning as they come and as they go
Leaving a trail of clacking - clacking
As tens upon tens of cars roll by.

Tall buildings full of bright lights
Traffic lights, street lights, warning lights 
All glow in the night
With an aura of brightness permeating the night.

The bright lights and loud noises have all become
A familiar part of my surroundings
The sights and sounds of my day to day life
Offering comfort on the darkest of nights.

Here in the woods, in the wee hours of the night
I toss and tumble unable to sleep
In the deep darkness, in the void of light
As the blackness surrounds me.

The stillness and quiet wraps around me
No sound to be heard except for my thoughts
Racing around my mind in continuous circles
And even that creates no sound.

In this darkest of dark---in this absence of sound
I become aware of His presence filling my heart
Filling the silence and lighting the darkness
The Great I Am--never absent-always here.

"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."
Isaiah 41:10

1 comment

  1. Beautiful poem and a reminder for me to block out the noise so I can hear Him more clearly.


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