by Yvona Fast
Be very still and listen to the flow of the river as it runs from God’s throne into the busy streets of the city. Listen! Noisy silence clashes, clangs. Traffic noise fills the city in my brain. But deep within, amidst the clamor, a still, quiet voice speaks. Awake. Be attentive. Flow with the water of life. As you walk with God lift your foot off the ground and place it down again. Walk back into the traffic, that busy daily grind with God’s peace in each step. Place your hand in His. Allow the water to carry you. Ride the wave.
“In the spirit, he carried me away to a great, high mountain and showed me the holy city Jerusalem coming down out of heaven from God.” – Revelation 21:10
Bright as crystal, the river of the water of life flows from God’s throne down the city streets through the city – Revelation 22:1
Yvona Fast’s poems have appeared in many disparate literary journals and anthologies in the last dozen years. Yvona immigrated to the US when she was 9. When not writing or cooking, she can be found outdoors in all seasons. Yvona’s three poetry chapbooks can be found at http://www.yvonafast.com/poetry.html.