The deep stillness invades my soul.
It is all-consuming, enthralling
stillness that’s, not shallow, but a cavernous abyss with no end.
A stillness that can fortify and revitalize.
Stillness that creates an experience—
an experience that provokes a reminder of Hope.
Stillness that paints a story and establishes peace—
peace that speaks through the gentle whispers of the wind.
This stillness can only come from what is eternal:
The King of Kings and Lord of Lords.
Sitting in the Presence of the Father, I break my alabaster jar.
I give my all to the one who is my deep stillness.