So brief you are
like two drops of spring
from a silent wet rock
So few words
yet each sounds like a needle on a drum
So minutia I am
like the plan of cosmos
from high above
So voluminous my words
yet the whole sings one
being all parts in a chorus
the song of a fine heart
in which lives the mysterious God
that insists in the silence and solidity of the rock
Whoever hears God speak
either briefly and wondrously from afar
or abundantly and elaborately with profound love
Silence and Words
Hai Bo!! I love it. ❤ Just beautiful.
Glad you love it!