On Standing and Opening the Ear

Something may need welcoming into the world
But it has a quiet voice

And only you are listening

Maybe only you can hear that language
And not mistake it for the song of birds

You raise your head
Like a deer who hears the panther,
But not through fear of danger,
Out of love.

The wild thing cometh
And the world is wide

Integrity inspires in all its own response

And so, your sudden leap to the unknown lakeside
Within the glade beside the hidden wood
Cannot be quite explained by clear directions
But sprang from the panther’s heart beat
As You stood.