Today I wished that You would speak to me
with speech that I could hear as plain as thunder,
but when the sunlight flickered through a tree
that in my lunch break I was passing under,
I felt that You have other ways to talk
though I have not tuned in to them and listened
as then when I was going for a walk
and felt You speak in sunlit leaves that glistened.
Your voice is everywhere that I may seek:
through everything, not merely words, You speak.
Mario A. Pita