Day's End

We stood in front
of an open window.
"I have a gift", he said.
I smiled.

All was damp from evening rain.
I felt the quiet as it reached for me,
soothing,
holding.

I stood
without moving,
breathing slowly,
deeply.
I could smell winter,
feel her approach,
the air so cool,
fresh.

My eyes closed,
all thoughts silent.
This quiet at day's end
His gift,
His renewing,
my rest.

My Jesus,
my Lord,
here,
so near,
this quiet,
blessed.

Copyright Joy Chastagner October 2012