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Monday, June 19, 2000

Eternal still

Eternal still
Standing,
sentinal of the way;
still marker of
The Choice
and of every choice.

A cross-road of decision
beyond which life lies
in all its fullness
and beauty.

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Monday, June 26, 2000

Still drinking

Sit, world
while I stop and drink
while I try to absorb
just an atom
of this expanse

Don't
lead me back
to a noisy busyness
until I have drunk
my fill of this stillness

Be still
while I embrace
or am embraced
by the vastness
of this place

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Tuesday, June 27, 2000

Still now

Up
  Beyond the hum of power-line
    the deceitful convenience
      of hot water and metalled road
Where life takes off its genteel gloves
  and stands in its rudeness
    demanding to be seen
      for what it is.

There, it is Still

Not the stillness of inactivity
  but something deeper;
    a stillness of time
Where today is yesterday again
  where the misted mountains
    enclose an eternal Now

There, I am still with You

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Island of still

Even in the city rush,
amidst the deadlines
and demands of the markers of time
(relentless in the accounting of each second)
even there,
are islands of still
waiting to be entered.
Carefully.
Gently.
Quietly.
As into a holy place
where we might discover
if we could but be still
and know Him
who waits in the stillness
to be known.

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Wednesday, June 28, 2000

Still Waiting

Sun sinking
    Bush burning
        Lake sighing

Mountains guarding
    Pathway leading
        You waiting

Patient.
    Unmoving.
        Changeless.

Can I be still
    that I may enter your stillness?

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Thursday, June 29, 2000

Still

To be still.
    To stop
        and be alive to my
            resting.

To float
    on the surface of life
        and know the rhythm
            of its breathing.

To be
    To become
        To belong
            In my stillness.

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