"a symphony of silence..."

what do you hear
in the silence
that is not...

silent

rain dripping from
the eaves
after a sudden
evening thunderstorm

one that sent us
scampering to
take cover under the
shadow of a
chapel's wings...

a babbling brook that
sings her song
without invitation...
a message of constancy
that comes
unbidden from somewhere
higher than this
place...

barn swallows that
swoop and dart...
dark silhouettes against
the changing colors
of a storm-washed dusky
sky

the soft stir of
aspen leaves
brushing against one another
as an unseen breeze
sets them quaking
with the
evening's chill

a hummingbird
whirs as
she makes her last visit
of the day
to trumpet flowers,
poppies,
and spires of lavender
along the porch  rail...

i am not alone
in this not-so-silent
quiet place of
listening

i am companioned by
the music of
angels....hieroglyphic
notations of divine beauty written,
played,
sung along a ceaseless
tributary of
divine Love...

where Soul's
symphony
joins a chorus of
silence and
all i hear
is,

"you are blessed..."