Be Still

Life whirls along –
more to do, to be, to go.
Lost touch with silence,
with simple and inward.

What effort is needed
to simply be salt?
How much hurry required
to abide in the Vine?

Somewhere is balance.

To press ever onwards,
or cultivate a quiet heart?
Run the race for the prize
or let go of wins, and prizes?

“Be still, and know that I am God”

Thus He calms me.
He quiets my soul in His arms.

— Christine Rigden