Called to the Quiet

Called to the quiet,
  by waters so still,
through fields of green,
  to a secret hill..

To silence my soul,
  if only I'll hear it,
that still small voice-
  the Holy Spirit.

Though I'm called
  to this holy place,
to seek my Lord
  in a sacred space..

Too often I follow
  my foolish desires,
things of the earth
‎ and all it requires.

But one day I'll learn
  to seek Him alone,
above my desires
  and all that I own..

To learn what it is
  to be still and know,
the voice of the Spirit
  wherever I go.