Awakening Our Gifts Part 4: Listening to the Silence
There is splendour behind the illusion.
It is all around us and everywhere we look.
It is unfortunate that it gets lost in the looking.
There is mystery in the seeking,
A game of hide and seek with ourselves
We will poke and prod and see what we discover,
Until it’s time to step aside
So that the hidden can speak
And silence the hunger
That keeps us from being
The subtle touch is unyielding
And a quiet refrain for the distracted
It hides in the echo behind a joker’s grin
And dares the willing to unmask
The conversation has been wonderful as reconnecting with an old friend and talking about something that I love with them is indeed a pleasure. Late in the conversation my friend mentions someone, and though she had mentioned others, the mention of this person stirred something. I am moving as we speak, phone in hand, and looking at where I am going.