I said, “If You are here, talk to me,” and all I heard was the silence of my prayers emptying at altars and incense bowls.
“Talk to me,” I said but Your silence was like my emptying prayers at altars of incense bowls.
Talk to me talk talk to me I said, and in the silence of my emptied prayers You spoke and it was like a billion billion voices asking to be heard. To be heard.
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Art RN, detail of Valley of Songs.
Innerdialects 
Love this.
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It usually happens that way- we want to have a response but are too busy talking to listen. Only when we are still can we finally hear the voice of God!
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I love this too! So good
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