Be still

“Be still and know that I am God.”-Psalm 46:10

     My gaze fell on the setting sun

     Which like a golden ball

Softly set behind the bare trees.

A gentle, cold breeze blew

But my eyes continued to search

Through the pale-yellow horizon,

Looking for the golden light.

However it was gone;

It had sunk into the earth,

Welcoming the night.

The sun had gone to bed.

The night rolled in with care,

And in the quiet, winter air

I wondered what I should do next.

Should I pray or sing?

Should I applaud?

The light breeze brought my answer near

And gently whispered in my ear

“Be still and know that I am God.”