Who’d have ever thought
That for all my wandering
I’d be led back home.
Tag: Quaker
Loud and Clear
The silence puts me most at ease,
Moreso than anybody sees.
While I seem at home in speech,
It’s in the quiet that I reach
A place of solace, comfort, peace
That helps my fear and woes release.
When noises cease, I fin’lly hear
The Light inside, so loud and clear.
Retreat
Though the world be loud
And insist you play along
You’ve no oblogation
To join the noisy throng.
Come away a while
To that solitary peak.
Soothe your soul and ease your mind,
And let the silence speak.
Seek Not
I try so hard
To find “The Way,”
Pursuing each and every day.
Oh, how I’ve sought,
But all for naught,
The Path was always here to stay.
Haiku: Quaker Christmas
I ponder the Light
That through me it might shine bright
Making me like Christ
Creed
When asked what I believe,
I claim to go the Quaker way.
When someone pushes further,
I have little left to say.
For what could be declared
That hasn’t yet been spoken?
If this world were better shared,
It would seem a bit less broken.
So that is what I seek,
To share myself, my stuff, my space,
To break my selfish streak
And impart a bit of grace.
I also do suspect
That any doing right,
Regardless of religious sect,
Are blessed and of the Light.
For I believe the Source of all
In all things does abide.
And if we listen to Its call,
There will be changes, far and wide.
Haiku: Quaker Meeting
Silence helps restore
My weary, exhausted core
After taxing weeks.
