is this living by the Spirit
unsure where i am and
untethered against next wind’s gust?
to live by increments
a divided clock and protracted heart
degrees of devotion to each good deed?
somewhere in the middle –
is there quiet and peace?
I know there is!
I have a shepherd who
promises quiet water trickles near
but though i trod, i fear.
to walk with him without wondering
to walk with him without wandering
his Spirit in me?