Joni
Day 37: The Silence Of God

It is a silent morning
except for the sounds of the outside
of all the little critters just communicating
in languages I don't understand.
It is a silent morning
and now the sprinklers just popped on
adding to the orchestra of the sounds of the outside.
It isn't a silent morning outside,
yet in my inside it is.
I just am.
This is a rare occurrence