In my garden
I do not cry out to God
I listen
and in the silence
a song rises
between God and I
while the earth does
what it does so well
performing miracles
A rose opening
in the rain.

Author: atkateswebsite

Woman translating her observations of the world, as light, as sound, as words. This is my prayer to those who came before, journey with, and lead into our shared future.

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