Growing Contemplation
Can hear The Presence here Softer than a voice, yet stronger than the imposing blue heaven. In the most silent moments of listening beyond the singing of the birds and the scampering of the critters where the crickets play hide-and-seek in the old growth forest next to the hiking trail can here the Presence here coming quietly, softer than a whisper or much more softer than sound. Can hear The Presence here. Can hear The Presence here. Softer than the view of a shooting star in another universe yet stronger than the imposed quenches from all the waters that everything must drink up like the breeze, whose gentle, pleasant conversation with the leaves and branches remains subdued in spite of the squirrels, who insist on playing tag. Can hear The Presence here. A whisper within a whisper within a knowing or feeling or hearing imagined. An invitation to keep listening to much more beyond… by First Sergeant James A. Porter
