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A friend shared this poem with me by Joyce Rupp called, “Stillness”. I crave stillness and quiet in my life, don’t you?
Like my world seldom knows.
Inside I have an expressway
That never slows down,
Always full of going somewhere
Always another thing to do
Filled with quiet, numinous sounds,
Like butterfly wings, river murmurs,
Cloud breaths, firefly blinks,
And silence, simple, serene silence,
Joyce Rupp, The Cosmic Dance
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