UNSUNG MORNING PRAYER
Close those prayer books…. Close your eyes ….
Silent your tongue …. Open your ears ….
Listen carefully to that soothing
morning music playing and praying
in your own back yard - birds chirping,
birds sitting on branches - music birds
musing and watching the sun light move up
the bark of the backyard trees. Listen to
that morning music in the wood - in the woods.
Listen carefully …. Listen very carefully.
Be in on the morning bird chirping music
now sinking into the surrounding woods.
Know that trees remember music and
sweet sounds - music remembered in
that wood - and someday we’ll hear all
that sweet harmony that has been
embedded in this wood. Music that
slips and steps into the wood of
these church benches - into violins -
into wooden flutes. So ….
into wooden flutes. So ….
Close those prayer books ….
Close your eyes ….
Take into your being the sound of all
the breezes and all that music
remembered in the woods….
© Andy Costello Reflections
2015
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