I woke up
heart drum-rolling
to find no one,
nothing
and listened in night stillness
for a sound,
a footfall.
"Who's there?" rang in my thought
but brought only shadowed shapes,
the murmur of house settling.
What then?
The strong assurance of God's
all-presence,
Love's gentle chiding at fear's
phantoms,
Truth's tender message of God's
creation
(complete and good)
came as revelation of Christ—
forever appearing
here and now.
"Peace, be still,"
you mortal sense
of intruding presence!
Thank you, Father,
for this
awakening to peace.
