Be Still My Soul


Be still, my soul

within the confines

of this space

I call my home;

amid the myriad of

vein and muscle,

sinew, bone…rest.

Awake, my soul,

arise and soar

with wings of love

to claim the home

from whence you came:

the realm of God…

and take me there

when I no longer need

this tent which

bears my name.

Until then all is well;

be still, my soul.

Patricia Ann Boyes

May 12, 2015

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