I want to tell you a secret.
Stop.
Listen to me for a second.
All it will cost you is time.
All you will need you have with you.
I would not divide you
from your life.
I would multiply
your ways before you.
If you take the time to step aside
from all that came before this moment.
Step inside,
my presence must entwine
with yours before I ask you
to incline
your ear to me
that I might whisper to
the secret that I have for you.
Now… here we are…
… are you ready?
These are the words that made the world.
Singularity was a thought
and chaos was the mind’s eye.
It was words that when spoken,
Were a hand to guide;
an infusion of order.
The first word
illuminated the darkness,
then set in motion
the entire universe.
Creation is a language;
a conversation with us
on the grandest and smallest scale.
We can hear the words
spoken at the first dawn
in every sunrise,
in every thing that lives on.
The Earth is a love poem.
A promise in the night,
that when morning comes
it will bring the light.
Life,
it cycles
like a song
sung to us
by voices we all hear,
but can’t respond,
for we’ve forgotten
that all our words speak to God.
Every vibration we make
changes the world we’re on.
Go ahead.
Try it.
Speak your truth
and tell me your words have no power.
To abuse,
to soothe,
or maybe I’m just crazy,
but I do
believe
that the structure of all things
is the message
we are finally able to see
in the stars
and you
and me.
So perfect.
So actual.
Not accidental,
or residual.
The signs of presence.
The hints of purpose.
The words are right below the surface.
We are attuned
to hear words spoken
on the wind
out in the open.
Your world,
your body,
the Earth below you
is a conversation,
a way to show you.
Language is not words,
or gestures.
It is DNA,
gravity,
energy,
expressions
of radiation
and attraction,
bent light
and interactions
with other worlds
and dimensions.
So many questions…
…so many questions…
…so many questions…
I can find the answers
in my hands.
They are my body,
this world
and its place
in this swirling galaxy.
Creation was never an act;
It was dialogue.
HG – 2017
