I feel like I have been spinning plates.
A whole long row
Hurry, one is starting to wobble
Run and catch it before it topples....
Then comes the whisper of the Ancients
Through the sands of time
"Hear O Israel: The Lord our God, the Lord is One..."
The longing starts
Deep and deeper still
"I hear you! The Lord our God.....
The Lord MY God!"
And I step inside leaving the chaos
No spinning plates
No sense of time
I find YOU, the One true God...inside the eye of the storm.
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