speaks to us every day
Of glorious ancient things
Yet forever fresh and new
Like rivers of living waters
From some unknown springs.
the sacred landscape of our minds,
He moves ever softly, ever gently
Like vibrant music of the spheres
And in His own silent ways
Is talking to us without the noise of words,
Holding our hands most lovingly.
walks with us invisibly
To give meaning to our adventures,
Voyages, pilgrimages, and studies
So we may not get lost in worldly lures.
And all we need to do is to close our eyes...
Visualizing His awesome Presence quietly.
Rolando A. Carbonell