Seclusion Of The Mind Poem by Saint Eule

We sometimes need a rest
from the demands of our daily grind.
Solace and tranquility are
found in the seclusion of the mind.

Without external forces in
the quietness we have mend.
The silent of the moment is
the message we must send.

The selah, the unplayed note
is the music of the heart.
The quiescent state of
listening is heavens ala carte.

Turn off all the devices
of electrical noise and let them cease.
Close the door to outer chaos
and open your mind to inner peace.

Dwell on the good things
and more will come your way.
Take time for contemplation
and just listen when you pray.