A poem The Unspoken Yes What we can not see makes our blood to flow, our lungs to fill and our bodies to breathe. What we can not hear lives in silence everywhere, comforts us always and saves our lives daily. What we can not touch is beyond all knowing, but arises in our awareness and seeks us before we ask. With the eyes of a lover, open, intense, insistent, this Holy Mystery invites us to meet in our yearning. In such gifted times, when darkness glows and silence hums the Unspoken Yes, we begin to live again, as at birth and death, while the universe watches itself expand. David Sent from David’s iPhone
On Jun 13, 2022, Jim Wiegel wrote:
The unknown is what is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that. Unknown is what is. Accept that it's unknown, and it's plain sailing. John Lennon