Still

Lord,

Still

I walk in darkness

Muddled chaos in my mind

Still

Caught in the battles

I thought I'd left behind

Still

Teach me to see

Still

The cloud pillar

Your course for me

Still

Teach me to stand

Still

In the tumult

Kept by your hand

Still

I would know your wisdom

Speak clear your will to me

Still

I would bear your likeness

Create your heart in me.

Still

Teach me to hear

Still

In the silence

Your words appear

Still

Teach me to know

Still

Your life holy

My fear overthrow

Still

Let me be

Still

In your presence.

Still.

Dee Myers is a story-teller, poem-maker and writer living in Seattle, Wash.