Afraid

fear, and the Source of peace

Time waits now in balance-
Full cup waits to be emptied,
Empty to be filled.
It makes no sense, this time-
As I sit and watch
You watch me.

I wonder, Jesus-
Is it all a dream?
An image? Illusion?
Interlocking, interwoven
Inner thoughts are knocking
Over and over and over
As they flee.

Jesus, intercessor, intervene!
Calm the storm that wrinkles
My sea of Galilee-
Yours are the only prints
My waters seek.