The Midst for Pamela Mullins I am in the palm of the hand of God at The center of the universe where my soul Is serene and secure in the promise that Though all fall apart around me I am whole That I was broken once but not anymore I asked and the answer is becoming clear As I was asked when my answer was the same Healing the stronger to journey the longer Developing secret wings by which to soar Not like Icarus to sail the sun through air But in the here of the inner atmosphere The here always simultaneously there The here of the where the there of the here Here where the universe calls my name Reminding me what I came here for In the palm of the hand of God there my soul That which was broken once but not anymore Is here at home at the hub within the wheel Where everything balances far into near The eye of the storm the midst of what is real I remember now what I came here for I was broken once but not anymore +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX