A Quiet Place

 

Each man needs a quiet place,

Where in to meet God face to face,

A very private interlude,

In which no other may intrude.

There are things one cannot share

With another anywhere,

Feelings that the heart has known,

Only men for God alone.

 

Heartache often leaves a scar,

Being human as we are,

But in crowds one cannot find,

The illusive peace-of-mine.

There's a bit of hermit in

The most eloquent of men,

Who must lead the beaten track
To get their lost perceptive back.

 

And though it is very true,

"No man is an island," you
Must stop awhile and walk apart,

To hear the music of your heart.
Cast off the old distractions, find

God's love beyond the dawn of time,
And entering a quiet place,

...Speak to your Maker, face to face.

 

~ Grace E. Easley