Be Still, Know God

In the enflamed sky near moning's day break
Be still, know God
In the lapping, hush of waves engulfing rocky shores
Be still, know God
In the fragile new moment of a chick so delicate
Be still, know God
In the tit, tat sound of the wet pattering rain
Be still, know God
In the whirring, purposeful buzz of honey bee jet
Be still, know God
In the anonymous portrait of a sunsets fame
Be still, know God
In all our pomp and greatness claimed
Be still, know God
Nothing one can do to stop the day from unfolding
Be still, know God