Sensing a call from God to come into a quiet place,
Often I hear that call, few times I heed.
Living life at a faster pace, it seems, every day,
Inner solitude is the need to which I speak.
Timid, shy and ashamed I come; yet, God takes my hand!
Under the shelter of His wings is the image of this love for me.
Destined to return to that fast pace, I know, but now reassured.
Eternal fellowship, peace and strength are here in this God-filled inner solitude.
The Path Continues…