Steady

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The sand shifts
Underfoot
Waves pushing and pulling
Removing steadiness
In their retreat
These are days of unease
Unsteadiness
A time when certainty
Feels distant
A stranger to our longing
The old vulnerability has returned,
Though it was never far
All the old rules feel broken
The old comforts a mirage
In this blanket of doubt
We reach, casting about
For one hand,
To make us steady
Searching for one voice
In our concrete wilderness
Even the slightest whisper will do
Instead, we find a cacophony
The agitation of the masses
Seething with anxiety,
Desperate with doubt
Behind that gray curtain
Hides the lightest touch
A fluttering breeze
Soft,
And steady
Promising firm footing
In our shifting sand
Grasping, gasping
We stretch toward it
But too late
It already found us
Fragrant, warm, soothing
Steady
The noise, the chaos
Recedes
The whisper comes,
Finally
It sounds like Hope
Certain, firm
Steady

Showing 4 comments
  • Jerry Berry
    Reply

    I listened I first thing this morning and your deliver and description put were so soothing I about went back to sleep.

  • Mom
    Reply

    Soothing!

  • Lori Batchelder
    Reply

    Beautiful!

  • Ken Wendeln
    Reply

    Thank you … a source of much needed reflection as the world shifts around us, creating and inviting new realities.

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