On Standing and Opening the Ear
Something may need welcoming into the world
But it has a quiet voice
And only you are listening
Maybe only you can hear that language
And not mistake it for the song of birds
You raise your head
Like a deer who hears the panther,
But not through fear of danger,
Out of love.
The wild thing cometh
And the world is wide
Integrity inspires in all its own response
And so, your sudden leap to the unknown lakeside
Within the glade beside the hidden wood
Cannot be quite explained by clear directions
But sprang from the panther’s heart beat
As You stood.
I love it! And I love the fact that I was there when you wrote this one 🙂 hehe xx
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