Sanctuary

My heart and mind are blown with winds
of chaos. And the storm begins
to batter deeper yet, my soul.
Oh, peace of God! Come make me whole!

The air is full of noise and strife—
the makings of our earthly life.
Those forces drain and then they kill
my dreams. And make me lose my will.

I woke today with thoughts and plans
of what I’d do for God. I can
not hold intentions in the flood
of wild creatures without words.

I draw alone into Your room.
The nourishment of Spirit’s womb
revives me and awakens deep-
held convictions from their sleep.

This sanctuary of Your House
holds me gentle as my mother’s arms
when I was yet a tiny babe.
You led me here. And I will stay

until You say it’s time to go.
Then You’ll leave with me. That I know.

circa 2000