My mind is like a turbulent sea
     each wave and splash of water
          bringing frustration...
               ...anxiousness.
My God says, "be still".

This day, can there be found any good in it?
     Each turn I make I find more
          trouble...
               ...confusion.
My Father says, "be still".

The world, moving so fast,
     too fast.
          Where are they going?
               Where am I going?
My Comforter says, "be still".

I feel alone - though there are crowds surrounding me.
     Will I get lost?
          Who will find me?
My Friend says, "I am with you, be still".

The Lord is my God, my Father, my Comforter, my Friend...

In Him I (will) find rest and peace.

With Him I find the power to...                                                                         
          ...be still.

4/12/82
XXXO