Sitting in silence I look, I wait.
I do not hear the rustle of movement but I feel you move.
I stand flush with excitement as I know you are near.
Hearing your whisper, my spirit sinks into your comforting embrace.
With Spirit surrounding my mind there is peace.
I press my heart closer to heaven
To hear you words more clearly.
I am swept away with soul listening.
Mesmerized by the timber of your voice.
I speak not just to you, but with you.
~ Barbara Bernard Miller