Unseen

 

Winds blow
Unseen –
Yet every leaf knows the
Taste of their caress.

I have no doubt of
Your embrace.

 

 

~

 

 

There is a story that tells of Saint Francis asking of a barren almond tree in the midst of winter -"speak to me of God" - and the tree blossomed with spring flowers. Francis saw spring in its infinite potential within the barren branches of the tree - and beyond this he saw the very presence of God alive as the tree, the budding flowers, the wind and the rain and the sky. The very earth spoke to him of God - as God. And we too are witness to the unseen. It is the beginning of Spring and God speaks to you now in the kiss of sun and a cool winds caress. Ask the world - speak to me of God - and the season of His embrace.

 

 

Peace,

Eric