what is it that i would insist upon—
anchor in the weight of thought?
would i lend my witness
to a confirmation of darkness?
no
insistence spills light everywhere
i will not be hostage
to divisions
whispered speculations
titillations
of latest confrontations
the crystal clear
sings its piercing protest—
silent amidst
cacophonies of
competing cries
still small voice*
out-noising the noise
lucid truth
unsullied song
you know the sound
God sings you in the midst
—Joni Overton-Jung
*see I Kings 19:12
Published in The Christian Science Sentinel