Let God Become the Quiet in All Things

Let God Become the Quiet in All Things

Maura H. Harrison

Let God become the quiet in all things
Giving him room to soothe with silent sound,
Balm for the lonely wound that “Progress” brings—
The noise that grinds, that tramples fruitful ground,
Quakes and then cruelly shakes Abraham’s stars
Into confusion. Sparrow, lead the way,
And with the lily, hush the bitter scars
That lie. Be still. Behold the ordered day.

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Maura H. Harrison
Poet & Photographer

Maura has been published in Dappled Things, and Amethyst Review, and has won poetry prizes from Catholic Literary Arts and the Society of Classical Poets.

Photography by Ánh Dang