In Stillness: Are We One or Two?

Sandy Smyth, a student at Yale Divinity School, has been so kind as to share some more of her poetry with us. To offer a word of explanation, she states "they are how I feel when I am still and aware of God's creation..."

Church Outdoors

In the woods

Among the pines

I feel alive and energized;

Though chill is in my bones, 

I feel whiskey warm inside,

Lit by a red coal fire.

Awaiting heavy snow,

I huddle under blankets worn,

Feeling safe in this still peace;

Embraced by Love so wide

I feel no longer torn;

My church is the outdoors;

My poetry, my song.

In Stillness: 

Are We One or Two?

In Stillness,

When I have

No thought,

The woods and I are one;

Frost-laced leaves

On the ground,

Icy boughs above,

Landscape the inner me.

The body furry warm,

Lying by my side,

Reminds me I

Am not alone

When deeply steeped

In Thee.

So knit together

By Your Love,

Are we one or two?