The Still Center

At the Still Center
of Everything,
There is Mercy.

In that space where
we cease struggling
to work it all out;
where we release
our judgments
and lay our doubt
gently to rest;
where we relinquish
control, and trust
the soul’s softer landing.

All that assails us
which feels dark
and demanding,
in Reality holds no power.

At The Still Center,
a faint bell chimes
Mercy’s Sure Hour;
not nearly as distant
as it seems~

We taste it in prayer~
We glimpse it in dreams~

Through beams
of Pure Light
which penetrate
our pain; bringing
sight that is clear
and bright bursts
of Hope; displacing
our fear.

At the Still Center,
Mercy always is near.

~Cheryl Anne