Language of The Soul
Photo by Ella Wilson
"With all your science - can you tell how it is, and whence it is, that light comes into the soul?"
~Henry David Thoreau
There is a language that knows no words.
It has no sound nor a ring.
Yet if you listen with your heart
you can hear it's voice sing.
I have heard it in a babie's laugh
I have seen it in weary eyes of the old.
Once I held it in my arms in the midst of letting go.
It lingers in hope's calling resounding through the night.
It whispers like the wind though no vision is in sight.
Prayer is its sweet song that sours like eagles up above.
The closer that you look the louder it becomes.
Thursday Think Tank # 76 Soul's Whisper