Ebbing and flowing in traffic, I
barely heard the
gentle refrain echoing
across the Sunday morning.

Surprised by the sound,
I tuned my ears
to capture notes
to fill my soul,
but they were wispy, high above
my hurried pace.

Pushed by the crowd I moved on,
the song lost
to my heart,
bereft at the forfeiture
of music
in this rush of life.

Isaiah 30:15 For thus saith the Lord GOD, the Holy One of Israel; In returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength: and ye would not

Mark 4:39 And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.