Poem July 4, 1977 Issue

STILL

Laura Ann Stout

In the gentler-than-snowfall silence,
in the spaceless room,
radiant with joy, beauty, power,
comes the wordless presence,
"Lo, I am with you alway."

Do not speak—
remain alone,
and begin to move in the gracious action of Love,
always within this threshold,
which encircles the universe.

Laura Ann Stout

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