You will find Me in the stillness.
Where does that stillness lie?
Is it the lack of movement
Or the quietness at dusk when all else sleeps?
Is it a physical place where we can go
Where no bird sings
And no river flows?
No.
For the Earth is always spinning
It is us who must be still
It's the stillness of the mind
The still beating heart
And the steady soul
Which stay on Him alone
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