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In the stillness before night descends
Breath catches and waits —
Absorbing the presence of God,
Listening for His silence.
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Linking with Sandra Heska King’s Still Saturday:
Careann's Musings
Mental Meanderings on Life and Writing by Carol J. Garvin
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Beautiful. I haven’t seen any robins yet, but I watched 2 groups of swans sleeping on the ice. It was a special moment. Happy Saturday, Carol. Go Canucks!
I saw my first robin yesterday, and Bob saw one a couple days ago, so apparently they’re returning. Seeing the swans would be magical. They’re so beautiful.
Watching the Canucks’ game as I write!
Oh, I love those words. Needed to read them twice. Did you write them? Nice to meet you through Still Saturday.
I appreciate your visit and comment. Yes, the words are mine.🙂
Hi Carol, So lovely. For me, this special time with God is very early in the morning. Blessings from Lake Michigan, Ellen
Your short poem is wonderful!
Lovely words and photo, Carol. Breathing and absorbing.
Thanks, Ellen and Sandra. If I were a morning person I’d enjoy the pre-dawn stillness, too, but my brain is full of cotton batten at that hour. It’s definitely not a creative time for me.
Oh, Careann, those words…they breathe deeply of all that is holy waiting to be drawn in, savored, to nourish the soul. Love!
You’ve caught the essence well.