Pools - Poem

Pools

What is this place of stillness?

When only moments before

Tearful and fearing

I cried out to my God

For rescue and relief

The anxiety in my heart

is eased and my sobs cease

Like water moving down

a river, travels to

the bank and gently pools

protected and momentarily quiet

Unlike the rushing

rock-dashed swirling

just moments and a

few feet away

Calmly, I ponder this new

feeling, hesitant to give

up this quiet spot for

another rush into

turbulent waters

By Janice Harten

January 2001
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