Lord, my heart is not proud nor my eyes lifted high;
Of great affairs of greater men I do not worry
Nor wonders to understand do I even try;
But I am calm and quiet and no longer do I hurry ~
Like child with mother, Lord, and never a cry.
Note: Originally written sometime in 2012 and originally published in “Stumbling Along the Road to Redemption,” a booklet of some of my poetry. Also, 131 refers to Psalm 131.