I hear the water flapping against the wooden dock
I hear the hands not moving on my internal clock
The sun reflects on distant trees
Behind rippled-crystals from natures breeze
A vast array of color flock
Rocking, chatting ducks near dock
The family crosses Silvery Street
Mom, Dad, ten paddling feet
They look so content on Sunday drive
Oh...headed back again..new friends at their side
As I watch and quiet my mind
I hear new winds blowing-giving me signs
I hear God saying "my child, your still
Now, you can see my blessings and listen to MY WILL"
"You hadn't noticed obvious gifts
Easy for the eye to see
You had blocked out my love with busy emptiness
You had blocked out my gifts and me
"Yes my child I love you so
and I'm always here with you
To your will you must let go
Be Still.... let my light shine through."
Copyright 2003 JudyLea Johnson
"Be still, and know that I am God; .....Psalm 46:10
