In the Stillness - Jacques Boulet

“I made it!”

 exclaims my haggard soul

elated, expectant, exhausted

the door slams shut

upon my cares

barricaded with lock

and heavy chair

You shall find me in the stillness

Seek, and ye shall find

Knock, and the door shall be opened to you

Knees digging

into ragged carpet

I summon weak memories

“Pray! I must pray!”

insists my mind

tired, impatient, distracted

You shall find me in the stillness

Seek, and ye shall find

Knock, and the door shall be opened to you

“Thanks, I guess,”

mutter my clumsy lips

unaccustomed now

to gratitude;

fear and anxiety

fill my heart

as little feet

approach my refuge

You shall find me in the stillness

Seek, and ye shall find

Knock, and the door shall be opened to you

Tears streaming,

dripping from my chin

I throw myself

into waiting arms

“Carry me! Carry me!”

I cry softly

forehead pressed

against moistened floor

You shall find me in the stillness

Seek, and ye shall find

Knock, and the door shall be opened to you

“Amen, amen,”

releases my soul

back aching,

feet burning

standing again,

unbarring the door

I have peace inside

for another go