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Then, the Lord heard me in the wilderness of my soul.
Then, the lost place of me became clear.
Then, I recognised distraction for what it is.
Then, I was freed from the desert of diversion.
Then, I was moved to the green oasis within me.
Then, the still voice of the Lord was as the depth of water.
Then, I could cease the constant music in my head.
 
Then, I could move beyond myself and the noise of myself.
Then, I could hear the smallness of my own voice.
Then, the still voice of the Lord was as the depth of water.
Then, the lost place of me became clear as a cascade.
Then, I could hear the bass of my name. 
Then, I heard the Lord in the wilderness of my soul.
Then, stillness and stillness and stillness sang.

Hands of a Saddle Maker

Easter in the Cancer Ward

Because it has been years since my hands
have dyed an egg or I've remembered
my father with colour in his beard,
because my fingers have forgotten
the feel of wax melting on my skin,

American Psalms, World Psalms

The Psalm and Then

Then, the Lord heard me in the wilderness of my soul.
Then, the lost place of me became clear.
Then, I recognised distraction for what it is.
Then, I was freed from the desert of diversion.
Then, I was moved to the green oasis within me.

Latest Publications by Nicholas Samaras

You will thoroughly enjoy reading the poety found in Samaras' book 'Hands of the Saddlemaker,' and his newest publication, American Psalm, World Psalm!

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