There’s a sound,

underneath the a/c humming,

deeper than your snores,

wider than the house,

that calls for me.

It is silence… and something else.

It’s faith wrapped in hope.

It’s truth expressing itself

through the core of conscious expansion.

I can’t force you to hear it.

I can’t even point it out.

The sounds must come from your own awareness.

 

But,

it is there waiting for you to acknowledge it.

 

It’s there, ever so greatly, vibrating

at some higher frequency.

 

And,

all I wish is that somewhere,

somehow,

you can wake

in the middle of the night

to find it moving through your own soul.

 

I am here.

 

I can hold your hand through it….