I went to Taize one summer when it was so hot and dry that the magnificent River Loire had almost dried up in places.  Too hot to stay in the car I decided to walk for a while across the fields and I had an amazing experience.    At the foot of the hill were fields of sunflowers, corn and poppies.  I stood alone in a field full of sunflowers, looking up towards the church, as a gentle breeze blew.  The wind caused the flowers to bend and the sound they made was so strange.   I experienced what I can only describe as the spirit moving.

Today’s Haiku prompt at Carpe Diem reminded me of that moment.

Soft wind whispering

Spirit moving through the corn

Speaking to my soul

It reminded me strongly of the beautiful words of one of my favourite hymns:

 Be still for the presence of the Lord

Be still for the presence of the Lord  The holy one is here

Come bow before him now  With reverence and fear

In him no sin is found  We stand on holy ground

Be still for the presence of the Lord  The holy one is here

Be still for the power of the Lord  Is moving in this place

He comes to cleanse and heal  To minister his grace

No work too hard for him  In faith receive from him

Be still for the power of the Lord  Is moving in this place

Icon at Taize