Leaves rustling the wind
The only noise to hear
The sky a brilliant blue
Eyes squinting in the sunlight
City noise and hustle
Seems a world away
Nothing screaming for attention
No urgent needs to meet
Space made to listen together
To be fully present with one another
Time to hear God’s thoughts
A place to learn to pray again
Bright greens and orange abound
Trees and brightly-coloured wildflowers
Leaves go silent with no wind
A still small voices speaks
sounds inviting
ReplyDeleteThanks. Wrote it at a prayer retreat a week and a half ago... in an amazingly beautiful place.
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