Be Still

Sometimes I don't get poetry. I like the word pictures that poems can paint and the stories that can be shared. But some poetry is just too deep for me. I don't understand the deeper meaning; I only understand what the words mean to me on the surface.

At the Green Lake Writers Conference last week, one of the speakers was poet Michael Belongie. Some of the poems he recited were very moving, other times, I didn't know what he was talking about.

He shared the following (the pictures of course are mine), and as near as I can tell, Father Richard Rohr should get credit for this beautiful rendition of a common Bible verse. This would be the kind of poetry that doesn't need explaining, it just needs to be taken in slowly, in the stillness of the word.

Be still and know that I am God. 

Be still and know that I am.

Be still and know.

Be still. 

Be. 

I hope that didn't ruin the somber mood for you. I can only be still for so long. 

God is OK with that; that's how He made me to be.