Draw the silence out like a string from a ball of yarn.
The silence is where I see my dream most clearly:
you being God, filling me, inspiring me, and me loaning the space
I create to beloved sojourners: pilgrims who travel in and out of my environment.
They are attracted like moths to the gentle rays of peace and I am
an oasis; steady joy, hard work, laughter, space, nothing else.
Nothing less than what the world needs.
I want to walk without making a mark,
to speak my own Truth without hesitation
in nothing more than a whisper.
it all returns to simplicity in time.
I hear You saying, enjoy me.
I know that is all I want from this life and the next.
Nothing is worth the forfeit of this Peace,
…I will spend my best days naming this unnameable Being.
This divine touch that is beyond
bigger than the human intellect,
than the purr of a kitten,
or the press of a baby thumb nail.