Sunday, February 23, 2014

The silence, listening

What becomes the obvious thing,
so obvious it is almost unnoticed
at first, is the silence, overwhelming,
so profound even the cows on the bluff
across the river are silent, even the
river below the cows on the bluff
is silent, even the birds flying
over the bluff and the river
are silent, as if creation
awaits God’s voice.

Photograph: Shaw Nature Reserve, Gray Summit, Mo., Jan. 20, 2014.


Kelly Chripczuk said...

I love this, Glynn, but my house is so filled with words this morning (and every) that I can hardly hear what you're saying.

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

This is beautiful, Glynn. I have experienced that same profound silence while spending time in the mountains. It is, indeed, as though all creation is waiting for God to speak.

Robbie Pruitt said...

We often forget to listen in the silence. . . nice piece Glynn!

Sandra Heska King said...

I can hear it... the silence.

nance.mdr said...


this kinda reminds me of that space in time that can come just before a tornado.
everything goes silent, even the birds... and the sky looks an eerie green gray colour.