Knowing

I am a beautiful mess.

Living a lightning storm

in a dry desert spell.

I wish I had

more of my ducks in a row

Or rather, my zebras aligned.

No longer do I wish

to be a wave 

tossed and thrown about

by the sea

only to wreck myself on the rocks.

There's a better way - 

the way of being quiet 

and still

and knowing...

Ps. 46:10 KJV

When words cannot convey your loneliness...

When being still is no longer a comfort

And being busy not a distraction

When all life seems just one long aching yearning

Of times had and a home not seen.

Then, be stiller still and know...

Loneliness

"Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise."

- Aaron Ben-e'ev