Prayer: A Patched Poem
In the morning, while it is still dark, go to a deserted place. Shut the door. Say nothing to anyone. Be silent before the Lord God. Be silent. Do not occupy yourself with great things. Calm and quiet your soul, like a weaned child with its mother. Be still and know that I am God. Be still. Wait in silence for God alone. In quietness and in trust shall be your strength. Be still before the Lord, and wait patiently for him. Wait. Abide in the shadow of the Almighty, your refuge and strength. Trust in the Lord with all your heart. Trust in him at all times. Trust. The Lord is your shepherd. Lie down in green pastures, beside the still waters, all who are weary, and find rest for your soul. Rest.
This is a cento poem that I put together during a recent retreat. All of its lines are from Scripture. Here are the references: