Quiet Place

Storm Coming

So where is the quiet place of my soul?
In laughs?
In tears?
In wine that cheers?
I’ll find it yet. That quiet place.
And rest my tired soul.

Still where is the quiet place of my soul?
In talk?
In thought?
In something bought?
I’m searching for that quiet place
To rest my tired soul.

Now where is the quiet place of my soul?
In words?
In books?
In smiling looks?
Not these. Where is that quiet place
To rest my tired soul?

Where to the quiet place of my soul?
On earth?
By sea?
In skies starry?
I’ll travel to that quiet place
And sleep my tired soul.

I’ve found the quiet place of my soul.
In God.

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