As I gaze through the window
at the slowly swirling snowflakes
I present myself to you
Here I am Lord
Then it starts
The recesses of my mind
jangling, needling
with unresolved problems
deeply-held anxieties
All jostling for attention
Greedy, needy
demanding 'me first'
But truth be told
I just want to rest
to rest in your presence
No agenda
No 'to do' list
Still my mind
Soothe my senses
Just companionable silence
Togetherness
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