I hear the voice of God
in the silence of the floresta.
With whispers of wind,
God calls my name.
In silence, I go within
opening to Source.
Pulse of my blood
coursing through my veins
marks my life here on earth.
In silence
I seek the voice of God.
I listen so attentively:
baby’s coo,
flutter of a butterfly,
sigh of sunset.
I find that Voice
deep within,
Its steady Presence
a comfort to my soul.
Yes, This too is what one hears, in the Sacredness of Silence…! Beautifully said.
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