Can you hear it,
soft on window pane whispers,
floating in sunrise shadows,
smooth as fountains flowing,
drifting in and out of silence,
pouring internal meanings,
rhythmic wishes

Blushed in muted tones,
standing in a rainbow’s arch,
drenched of weeping welcomes,
singing sweet praises
moving in metered time
to your wondrous love,
can you hear it?