When I’m in nature, I find….
Silence belongs to Her…
Depriving fear of its power…
Enlarging the spirit…
Casting a spell of freedom on every living thing.
When I’m in the city, I find…
She walks down streets and alleys in silence…
Never asking directions…
Into the teeth of it all…
Her feathers fluttering downward.
As I sit and ponder….
I embrace Her silence…
I almost always can find it…
I squint my ears to hear Her teaching…
But I hear nothing at all.
It is so difficult to comprehend…
And accept that growth can come from silence…
It takes a do-or-die courage…
To take our foot off the gas.
Together we sit…
Drinking from chipped teacups…
She nods at me…
I nod back at Her.
I love you,
Annie

