Poem August 29, 2025

Unreservedly so

Diane Warneck

Without a qualm, a doubt, or fear,
we belong to You, Father, not to the world.
No matter the picture, the news, the report,
You hold us in the clear light of Your knowing.
Outside the dim confines of worldly thinking,
we live in the unshadowed noon of Your loving,
where the chatter, the noise, and the drama
are stilled, are silenced, and we find ourselves whole, joyous, and free.

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