Nothing . . .
a simple word
that bellows through the noise
swallows the quiet
diminishes hope
and leaves dust in its wake.
But . . .
not if you are listening
not if you are breathing
your eyes on the horizon
but honoring the now.
Nothing can be your leader
into an expansive world of knowing
that . . .
you are alive
you matter
you are a voice in the wilderness . . .
and someone is
listening
StoryGirl 