He Met Me In My Lonely Place

The silence seeped into the room

Through every orifice 

Of the house.

And yet, my mind stayed

In silent conversation

With my Lord.

Troubles knocked,

Then pounded

At the gate.

But He held

Firm in His


May HIs grace

Unfold in

My heart.

Like poplar fluff

In the summer rain,

I soak in love.

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