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Call to Solitude

When the call to solitude
Rages in silence,
As the spark of love
Burst into joyful flames,
O Lord! In Your presence
There is no other place
That I'd rather be
Each day, each moment...
Even as my hands
Move in mundane chores,
My feet walk
In mortal routes.
Your love envelops me
And in Your love consumed.
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