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As the season of Easter draws near, a pause is offered to think of One who might have needed to withdraw to find solitude.
Poetry
Inspirational
Solitude sought
In the stillness of the early morning
Silence but for the gentle lapping of the sea on
A single boat tied to a secluded mooring
Its Captain absent;
Leaving behind the commotion, the activity, the noise of the crowds
Peace pursued
He crosses the rocks to the hidden cave
A sacred space for fellowship, intimate reunion
With the still small voice whispered in the quiet calm...
Hush - it is the Son
Seeking the Father; He has withdrawn to the lonely place and He prays.
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