Our Spirit
At the center of our
Being we are hushed.
The experience is more
Profound than mere silence
Or lack of words.
There is stillness,
To be sure,
But it is a listening stillness.
We feel more alive,
More avtive,
Than we ever do when
Our minds are askew
With muchness and manyness.
Something deep inside us
Has been awakened and
Brought to attention.
Our spirit is on tiptoe alert
And listening.
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