Draw away to listen to Him: "be-still."
All I'm hearing- noises louder- thump, thump
Heart is pumping- this is peaceful down time?
I am doubting. People ask me, "What's wrong?"
They aren't shutting out my silence
Small talk conversation fillers
Draw away to blessed silence-
Cursed! Cursed!
Alone.
Again.
I keep missing that train.
It takes everyone else.
I'm left standing in rain.
And rain doesn't drown hell,
Or dull seven years' pain
Of doors quick to expel
Still. . .
I'll keep list'ning through the sadness
For the faintest distant sound
I will learn His voice by practice
And heaven will come around
