Peace.
The glory of your peace O Lord is
crowned more beautifully in solitude the free and gentle
solitude of creature and creator communing on an ephemeral
wavelength.
How glorious is your peace my Lord
pervading my innermost being, holding it in stillness, like
a calm day on your beloved lake galilee.
Your peace enfolds my heart in softness
like the gently-moving cotton wool cloud O, Lord how wonderful
to experience that which surpasseth all understanding and
to arise refreshed and revived to follow your path.
Your graciousness to your children
knows no bounds, You" who stand at the door and knock"
I pray that all of creation in one
gigantic love-filled movement opens her portals InvitingYou
in.
O, what a peace there would be. A
peace enfolding us in beautiful stillness like on a summer's
night when the hustle and bustle of the busy day has paled
into insignificance and the gentleness of the twilight holds
us tenderly in her arms.
Dear Llord, may we who love you ever
receive Your love-filled peace for our world-weary souls
are needing to bathe therein
We stand before you Majesty and humbly
thank You for your precious gift of peace
Catherine O'Halloran.
