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

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