Avian Worship

This shady place, shrouded in quiet
and the shushing of trees…
this cathedral of water-sounds
borne on leaves.
Here is worship–
in the wind–
bending carillon chimes
blowing clouds,
leaving blue.
I hear birdsong
as they raise their voices
in praise.
Echoing, answering–
“Do you hear Him?
Is He not wonderful,
our Creator God?”
I concur and continue to
catch the quiet cacophony–
an anthem to His presence–
without any words, save those
written in me.
Sharing the beauty and joy with
Laura forPlaydates with God
LL Barkat forOn In and Around Mondays, and with the writing folks at
dVerse Pub for Open Link Night #52–more good stuff there!

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