Without you, it’s just buildings with people,
In a world busy
Trying to be something it is not.
With you, there is peace in stillness,
And in the midst of oppression…joy!
How can that be in a world so arrogant?
I was with you today and I had joy.
I had peace with my own self.
Around me were just buildings with people,
Trying to be something they are not.
Even alone, you were with me still,
And in darkness, helped me see what is real.
Copyright © 2009 Marla Deaton