And all the people came up to him and he taught them.

During the long night , restless , I lay awake.

Worry a softly sounding  persistent drum.

I walked down the hill to the Tay.

And pondered the grey swirling current.

Soothing the mind , looking at the curving bay .

I stayed in this one good moment.

It is not the healthy who need the doctor but the sick.

I did not come to call the virtuous but sinners.

We are sinners because we are the quick.

In this race we are still the runners.

So go and stand still by a quiet lake.

For yours and his sake.

…….

Stand still by the lake

Just look at  all the currents

They moving you still

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See Mark 2 :13-17