Quiet Now Poem by abigail j.s.

thoughts skitter
across my mind,
colors chasing each other
like a pair of otters.
memories dance
out of the cobwebbed corners
as concepts glue themselves together
into moral mosaics.
I fasten them into words,
pouring them out
in prayers to You.
the words spill
out of my mind
and into Your lap
by the gallon.
on and on,
again and again,
until my mind takes a deep breath
and finishes, for now.

then I am quiet,
Your peace dusting my shoulders,
Your promises anchoring me to hope.
O, God,
You speak
only when I am silent.