Sometimes my thoughts and opinions feel like buildings that tower over me.
I live in their shadows and am known for their skyline.
I know there is a fruited plain that is more revealing of my Master.
I must strive to go there, to leave my opinions.
To find peace near every bush and orchard flower. To sit by the lake and ponder the beauty of the leveled landscape.
To find rest.
From towering mental riches to the rags of a peace-drenched soul.
Untethered from the order of the dog eat dog,
woven deeply in the Kingdom coming.
Peace.
