In the dark of the new moon
in the wilderness alone
wandering up the hill
The gurgling sound of creek
drew near in the silent seeking heart
as open as eyes wide
calling, “Guide me” in whispered voice
so quiet — the thoughts could barely hear the plea…
Here, now, stop and listen
In this moment, it is perfect
916-600-7917
Dena@ArtistJoyful.com
