So rarely heard the common sounds
Of life that abounds.
This world in mystery,
Wrapping present into history
Leaves rustle in the breezes,
Breath of life from summer heat seizes.
Moss mounting on a branch,
Cicadas swaying as they dance,
Harmonize religious fervor take
Dogma and replace a soul for God to slake.
A yearning cry we want not to hear,
Yet with relentless hurting, message clear.
Be still and face the music
Kind and crass
Bold and beautiful
Full of wrath.
Nothing else but hear.
In such union,
Is our communion.
A. K. Frailey is the author of 15 books, a teacher for 35 years, and a homeschooling mother of 8.
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