Listening for Secrets

Oh world you are so

much with us


bangs on so many

doors the famous

and our loved ones

scaring us with

their sucides

assaulted by

the men in office

and offices

bought and sold


we ruin our beloved earth

abuse rides on buses

dances unafraid

in our places of work and worship

many believe they

are righteous

are we ourselves able

to hear truth through

the racing car engines

and clattering keyboards


We lie in bed


an inner voice

instructs us to be quiet

listening more peaceful

than the urge to

correct the world

with these words


i hear my own whisper

in the wind of some

unchanging wisdom

long for a clear path

but wait without a map

my companions sometimes

find me, some are always

true and in the listen they

teach me… my words then

become answered prayer


who calls us in the thunder

who names us in battle

who gives this tiny voice

who lives and dies beside us

who are we here standing

deep in the muck and rock

who can we claim as ours

who but this mess of humans

surrounded by our whales and trees

moved so easily by Secret Wisdom

Listening Listening Hearing