Poem December 7, 1981 Issue

Stilling storms

Matthew 14:27

VERA SOHR KELLY

Dear God, if I seem to be faced with storms,
I know Your omnipotent presence
binds rebellious forms,
upholds untroubled norms
at home in Your peaceful essence.

You quicken my quiet, pure understanding:
no waves there that mystify,
no turbulence there, demanding,
only the Christly, unending
"Be of good cheer; it is I."

VERA SOHR KELLY

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