For God alone my soul waits in silence,
for my hope is from him.
Psalm 62:5 (NRSV)
While the trees whispered
I was buried beneath their limbs
taking great care, not to be
seen or heard or felt
I knelt . . .
under their dark canopy
shadows shifting, creatures breathing
I hear . . .
birds cawing, owls hooting, earth sighing
I want . . .
to engage with them, sing along, sigh
give of myself to this place of refuge
I fear . . .
they don’t want me here
so I hide beneath the leaves
still as still can be
not breathing, not sighing, not singing
just partaking in
the silence of the earth.
©16 March 2020
There’s a special kind of a soothing feeling when we’re in the presence of God. When we get so silent, we can hear His gentle whisper in our ear, that falls like droplets of rain onto our heart, and slides softly into our soul.
I wasn’t sure what this poem was about when I wrote it a few months back, but I’ve been wanting to share it. Once I really got to thinking about being in the presence of the Lord, this made much more sense to me. There’s a sweet relief within us, when we are curled up, and still with Him.
As I turn off the noise of the world, all I hear is His creation about me, singing and whispering God’s everlasting love to me. Do you hear it too?
In the New King James Version of the Bible Psalm 62:5 says, “My soul, wait silently for God alone, For my expectation is from Him.” The word, expectation, is better translated “hope”. It is with an expectant hope we can wait quietly for the Lord.
It’s hard to wait on Him, trust in Him, when we are filled with anxious thoughts and restless spirits. But when we get alone, all by ourselves, and become quiet, we can listen more intently (and intentionally) for His still, small voice.
God is waiting for us to draw near to Him. To be still and listen to what He has to say to us. How wonderfully sweet it is to just lay in His lap and let Him cradle us with His love.
From My Heart to Yours,
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What a beautiful message! I often open the back door of our home and listen to the trees moving back and forth in the breeze. Each sound of nature is a gift from God.
Hi Melissa! I so wish my allergies let me enjoy nature more than I am able to. I would open my windows more often and turn off all the noise in the house every day. Thank you for reading and your encouragement to me. 🙂
One of my favorite places to sit is out on our deck, listening to the birds and the rustling of the leaves. So quiet, so peaceful – and that’s where I best hear God’s voice.
Loved the poem, Marcie!
Martha, I bet that is lovely and soothing. Thank you for the kind words of encouragement. 🙂
Beautiful post! I sense God’s companionship so easily among nature. Thank you for the great imagery.
I do too Nan! But then, I think you already knew that. 🙂