Poem based on 4th Sunday after Pentecost Mark 4:35-41

Peace be with you

Peace

Be still and know that

--I am

------God

in the midst of your troubled life

(and the waters calmed upon the sea)

when all around you

everything is falling

falling

(that once were raging)

into a fearful

uncertain

rage of destruction

(seeking to overcome)

(the smallness of the craft)

plunging your life

headlong

into the nothingness

of chaos

(tossed about)

(with no apparent notice of it’s presence)

ending the glow

now dim

that once illumined the souls of many

(or the life within)

who have since retreated

into the safe harbor of their own lives

fearing unnoticed

the trouble brewing within you

as you now sit alone

amid friends surviving

at a safe distance

(until)

--until

(the voice)

--the voice

(of God)

--from within

speaks the word of calm

the word of creator and creation

showing the way

to safety and hope

still far off

(calms the seas)

but in full view