"Behold I stand at the Door and knock, if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come into him, and sup with him, and him with me"

Lord of Stillness

Lightning streaks

Red to Blue

Haze to Hue

Clouds draw a breath

Life is caressed

You feel the burn of thunder

but you are not burnt

Mountains climb each other

to ascend

You feel the shaking

but you feel nothing

The Wind hath blown the sail

over head

And you crawl to see if you are visible

yet you hear the howling

But you see nothing

Where then is the Lord of Hosts?

But how unheard is the pitch

But great is the Power!

For the lord is still

His voice is small...

Yet his voice

I thunder

I quake

I shake

And oh...

The Blowing Fire

of Stillness.....

of Stillness...'

of Stillness...

"And ye see that I have commanded that none of you should go away, but rather have commanded that ye should come unto me, that ye might feel and see; even so shall ye do unto the world..."  ~ 3 Nephi 18:25