In the Quiet

In the quiet

where my dreams have grown still

I wait for God

I always will….

meditating upon

the day

when

pain

and

death

will pass away,

and

the earth

and

the works

within

it…

will be recovered.

Who really is my brother ?

In the quiet….

I do see

an earth

restored,

beautiful

clean.

When waves will break endlessly…

and

the trees

will

heal

the nations.

In the quiet….

where

I wait,

as

I continue

to

contemplate…

of

an hour

when

many

will not

fathom

it

to

be….

The conclusion

of

this

system

of

things.

To Jehovah’s house they should

flee…

To Jehovah’s house they should

be….

So that they

might

reside in security;

In the quiet…

before

the storm.

This piece is dedicated to my girls….

(all five of them.)

To all my brothers,

(all 8.4 million of them)

No matter who you are

or

where you might be,

May you have peace.

For Kameko…

For my brother….

Don Lowe

For my sister

Mady Lowe…

Picture provided by:

Natalia M. K. James

#inthequiet #iwritealittle #poetry #blackeagledream

WRITTEN:

September 11, 2020

COPYRIGHT September 11, 2020

All Rights Reserved

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