Monday, September 26, 2011

peace be still (mark 4:35-41)

though the wind and waves pound
and resound
too much for the groaning mast
and the fraying lines
pushed so close to the brink of collapse

though this sorry excuse for a boat
wasn’t built for this
rocking and swaying
reeling and shaking
the boom wildly swinging and banging

though every tolerance is tested
the seal on the verge of breaking
the sound of hull joints cracking
the waves slapping
the wind invading
the water seeping
encroaching
unrelenting
and oh that deadly chill-

peace
be still.

you think you’ll never get to dry ground
you think in a moment you'll be drowning
in the dark waters of the unknown
but even so
breathe
for now
and know

the Pilot 
has it under control.

peace

be still.

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