Is There Any Sound?
If the wind blows but has contact with nothing,
is there any sound?
Isn’t the purpose of leaves to be the vehicle for the wind to speak
and the energy of the sun to be transformed into life?
Aren’t people the same, our purpose to be a means for God
to express boundless love and energy in a form that is tangible?
We are strings that create music as God’s energy
stimulates us into motion.
A chorus of love: leaves, birds singing, dogs barking,
people talking, footsteps,
and my heart beating, pounding, yearning to be in harmony
with what you are creating.
I feel so powerless and yet
the most powerful tool I have to cooperate with you is my desire,
my deep desire,
which originates in you.
Thank you feels inadequate,
and that’s not really what you long for,
instead, you hope that I will accept your invitation
to come out and play in this garden of paradise,
to enter into your yearning, joy, suffering,
life, and love.