The voices are stilled within my mind

Where are they hiding?

Silence like soft cotton is all I hear

Never have they been this quiet

I do not trust them-

They always try to be heard

One may be whining

While another cries in dismay

Why is anger not screaming

Causing it’s usual turmoil?

What has happened to shame and regret?

Where are their voices of condemnation?

Why are they so quite?

Then I heard the reason

He is here! That still Small Voice

That hushes all others

My sweet Friend and Comforter-

The Holy Spirit has come

He abides within

The other voices may try to yell

Their cruel barbs

But the One Who calms the storms

Over the wind-swept seas

Has stilled my strife and fears

He has put confusion away from me

And I am at peace again.